Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

The pale and tender face bulged slightly when she was thin.

He grabbed the corner of his clothes with his small hands, nestled into Shi Qinglan's arms, and rubbed his soft body coquettishly, "Mommy..."

He called softly, as if showing weakness.

"Forget it." Shi Qinglan frowned slightly, "I'm afraid these two little devils don't want a nanny to take care of them, otherwise I'll ask my parents to see if they can help take care of them during the day."

"En." Bo Yucheng replied in a low voice.

He pursed his lips lightly, "But Youzhi should also need Mom's help to take care of it. May I ask Grandpa?"

"Alright." Shi Qinglan nodded lightly.

Bo Yucheng immediately called Bo Chengru. The old man was naturally willing to do this kind of thing. It just so happened that he was really bored at home, so he was very happy to be able to stay with his precious grandchildren every day, and he was ready to come.

"You two naughty bastards."

Shi Qinglan pinched Bao Juanshi's nose, "Is it the nanny who bullies you? I have to drive them away."

Bo Juan pouted slightly and shook his head.

Bo Siqing also looked at them innocently, shook her head coldly and said, "No, on purpose."

She really didn't know that the toy was so powerful...

I didn't pretend to be a ghost before to scare people. I saw Mommy cutting something, and it seemed to be wearable, just as beautiful as her little skirt.

So she took the scalpel she used when she was a child, cut the bed sheet into pieces and put it on her body, but she was afraid of being discovered by her parents during the day, so she could only play at night, who knew that the nanny was so careless.

And the time I almost blew up the kitchen...

She saw that Mommy was cooking chicken soup for Dad, it smelled so good, and it was fun, so she gave it a try.

She just... just tried it casually.

"You are not allowed to hear this again, are you?" Shi Qinglan looked at them seriously, "Mommy remembers that this gun was hidden in the bedroom. You sneaked into the bedroom while Mommy was away, and put it away without permission." It's not right to take it out."

"I was wrong." Bo Juan nodded obediently.

Bo Siqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she responded, "Oh."

Shi Qinglan rubbed the head of Bo Juan Shi in her arms, and then put her down, "Have you not had lunch yet?"

Hearing this, Bo Juan looked down at Xiaoduji.

He lightly licked his lower lip, "No cha... Xiangcha, Fanfan, Mommy, do it."

Bo Siqing's cold eyes also lit up a little.

Shi Qinglan's craftsmanship must also be recognized by the two little guys. Sometimes the two of them make mistakes, and after being taught a lesson, they only need a meal to coax them back, and then the brother and sister are happy again. Play tantrums with them both.

"I'll do it." Shi Qinglan immediately stood up.

She looked up at Bo Yucheng, "Take a look, don't let these two guys make any more fools."

"En." Bo Yucheng's crimson lips hooked lightly.

He embraced Shi Qinglan's waist, then lowered his head and gently pecked her lips, "Garlic white meat."

"Got it." Shi Qinglan glanced at him angrily.

After pushing the man away, he hurried downstairs.

Both Bo Juanshi and Bo Siqing quietly raised their eyelids, rolled their eyes, and secretly looked at Pabi.

"Daddy, again... just Mummy, Zuizui."

Bo Juan whispered softly, he gently tugged at the corner of his sister's clothes, "Daddy, Mommy, what are you doing?"

They always see Daddy eating Mommy's mouth.

Bo Siqing blinked her eyes lightly, licked her small mouth, but didn't taste anything, "It will... change color."

Just after Mommy was eaten by Dabi, her face turned red again. There are organs on Mommy's mouth and butt, and Daddy's touch will make Mommy change color.

"Eh?" Bo Juan tilted his head in confusion.

However, just as the siblings were muttering, a shadow suddenly loomed over them.

After Shi Qinglan left the bedroom, Bo Yucheng's smile immediately disappeared, and he walked up to the two little guys in a steady stride, causing the two little guys to straighten up in shock.

"Dad, Daddy." Bo Juanshi's eyes were dazed.

Bo Yucheng glanced at him with low eyes, reached out and rubbed his head, "Ajuan, go play by yourself first, Dad has a few words to say to your sister alone, be obedient."

"Oh good." Bo Juan nodded obediently.

He immediately slid off the bed, his short legs landed firmly on the ground, and then ran out with a rattling sound.

Bo Siqing lowered her head and played with her fingers carelessly.

Suddenly feeling that the bed beside her collapsed, Bo Yucheng sat next to her. The little guy gave him a sideways glance with some guilt, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and said nothing.

"Sisi." Bo Yucheng's deep voice sounded.

He looked sideways at the small group of Bo Siqing, "Brother and Mommy are not here, tell Dad the truth, did you take this gun out of the bedroom, huh?"

Bo Yucheng took out the pistol from his waist.

Bo Siqing's brows and eyes were slightly turbulent, she secretly glanced at the gun from the corner of her eye, and reached out to get it...

But Bo Yucheng's big palm wrapped the pistol.

He turned his hands to his side and hid them in his waist again, "You fired the gun, right?"

Bo Siqing's white and tender cheeks were bulging.

She raised her eyes to look at Bo Yucheng, with a little timidity in her clear eyes, children can't hide what's on their minds.

Bo Siqing nodded gently, "...me."

She didn't lie, she admitted it obediently, and stretched out her soft little hand to hold Bo Yucheng's finger.

"Wrong, wrong." She looked up at Bo Yucheng timidly.

Although Bo Siqing was cold by nature, she was a bit timid in front of Pabi after all, and her soft appearance was unbearable to be criticized.

Bo Yucheng sighed helplessly, he raised his hand and rubbed his precious daughter's head, "Like it?"

"En." Bo Siqing nodded seriously.

She let go of Bo Yucheng's fingers, and gestured with her small hands as hard as she could, trying to express herself as much as possible, "It's fun...can, can...can Jiangjiang..."

She indicated that the pistol could be disassembled.

But she didn't know how to express it specifically, she had never learned how to say the verb to tear down, and she was dancing.

Bo Yucheng quickly understood what she meant. He took out the pistol and took it apart again. The pistol that was originally complete became a bunch of small precision parts.

"Yeah." Bo Siqing nodded excitedly.

It is rare for her to show obvious emotions, but when facing the pistol, the excitement is obviously particularly high.

Bo Yucheng handed her the disassembled parts, and Bo Siqing immediately crawled over, sat cross-legged on the bed and played with the parts, and even picked up a bullet and shook it, "Excuse me, what... it hurts to hit someone, hair , there is nothing."

She meant to say that when this thing was wiped off, the nanny's hair would be gone.