Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Lan Chu's clear eyes were full of shock.

Bai Jingchen put one arm around her waist to hold her, and the other big palm lightly clasped the back of her head. The overbearing, strong and unexpected kiss almost made the girl unable to escape.

Lan Chu's heartstrings trembled slightly...

She put her hand lightly on the man's hard chest, feeling his hot breath, and her face gradually turned red.

The girl bit the man's lip in frustration.

"Hiss——" Bai Jingchen couldn't help but gasped in pain.

His affectionate kiss was suddenly interrupted, so he had no choice but to let go of the girl and gently wiped the bitten lip with his fingertips. As expected, a few small drops of blood came out.

Bai Jingchen frowned lightly, looking down at the blood on his fingertips, "Chu'er, did you bite your murderous husband so cruelly?"

"That me..." Lan Chu bit his lip lightly.

She lowered her head guiltily, quietly raised her eyelids to look at him, and whispered, "I...I didn't mean to bite you, I just...can't breathe."

Hearing this, Bai Jingchen couldn't help but laugh angrily at her.

Holding the girl's face with his big palm, the man looked down at her seriously, "How come you haven't learned to breathe after so many times?"

Lan Chu's face instantly turned redder.

She stared at the man with her clear eyes, "Bai Jingchen, you spilled my milk tea and made me lose my cake. Moreover, you acted like a gangster. I won't care about you anymore!"

The girl stomped her feet in embarrassment. She turned around and ran away angrily. Her short legs couldn't run very fast.

"Stop being a hooligan. Isn't that okay if I'm wrong?"

Bai Jingchen's lips curled up slightly. He slid his hands into his pockets carelessly, and slowly chased after the girl with his long legs. "I'll pay you for the milk tea and cake. Do you want to drink the taro paste bo bo milk tea? No taro paste, no milk tea, just The kind of bobo..."

I heard the man's teasing voice coming from behind.

Lan Chu covered his face with both hands, and put his soft little hands on his cheeks, and he could feel the hot temperature.

She quickened her pace even more, Bai Jingchen's smile continued to be doting, and he soon caught up with her...

It turns out that his girl is so easy to coax, she doesn't need a candlelight dinner or a small drink, just some sweets are enough.

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In the midsummer of July, the trees are green and the sky is blue.

The new issue of Vogue magazine is on sale. The charming singer Qingyue matches the sunshine of Chinese actor Shi Qingan. It has completely captured the hearts of fans as early as the pre-sale!

The new July issue was cut almost immediately.

In the office building of Bo's chaebol, the employees were either beaming or crying, talking about this matter during their lunch break...

"The Charming Queen vs. the Little Pussy Dog is so exciting! I recently browsed fan fiction for candy, and I felt a little bit addicted."

"I'm going to cry if I don't get the magazine. I'm going to cry now!"

"I grabbed it! It was so awesome that Vogue was cut in seconds. Fortunately, I have the hand speed of being single for 25 years!"

"When can I get real sweets? I really want to see the little puppy crying when the goblin presses him down..."

Just as the employees were discussing in full swing.

Bo Yucheng suddenly walked into the tea room. The man's tall body was wrapped in a black suit. His whole body was inadvertently exuding a bit of coldness, and he squinted his eyes casually.

"Bo... Mr. Bo." The employee who was chatting fell silent instantly.

Although the tea room is a place for rest and it is lunch break time, the employees were still a little frightened when they saw Mr. Bo.

Bo Yucheng looked cold and replied in a deep voice, "Yes."

He had been sitting in the office for too long and wanted to go to the tea room to do some exercise. He took a cup of coffee and was about to leave. When he glanced at an employee, he suddenly noticed the mobile phone screen of an employee...

It happens to be the cover image of Vogue’s new July issue.

Bo Yucheng had no interest in celebrities, but when he saw the woman on the cover, his eyes subconsciously stopped for a moment.

The woman wears an exquisite mask, revealing her charming and beautiful eyes, voluptuous red lips, and even more charming figure. There is a kind of nobility and sharpness in her bones lingering around her...

Even though the face is not shown, it still gives people a sense of familiarity.

His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, "Who is this?"

"Ah?" The employee was stunned for a moment. She followed the man's eyes and looked over. Then she realized what he was asking, "Oh, this... it's the singing queen Qingyue."

"Qingyue?" Bo Yucheng's eyes darkened a little.

I have never heard of this name, but there are countless details about this woman that overlap with hers, especially the way her red lips curl up when she smiles, which is exactly the same as hers.

The employee noticed that the man was paying special attention to this, so she asked cautiously, "Master Bo, do you also like Qingyue?"

Bo Yucheng gently rubbed the coffee cup with his fingertips, squinting at the screen with his peripheral vision, "Not interested."

He opened his cold lips expressionlessly and uttered a few words, then walked out of the tea room with his long legs...

"No, isn't it?" Employee A looked at his leaving figure and felt incredible, "Master Bo just asked about my goddess?"

"I have never seen Master Bo interested in any woman."

"A domineering president will always say that he is not interested, but he is very honest with his body. When Mr. Bo returns to the office later, he may tell Assistant Wen..."

Employee B cleared his throat and imitated with a cold face, "Within three minutes, I want all the information about this woman."

The tea room burst into laughter and the atmosphere was joyful.

After Bo Yucheng returned to the president's office, his black eyes were a little deeper, and the meaning was unclear, making it hard to figure out what he was thinking at the moment.

"Knock knock knock——" until there was a knock on the door.

Bo Yucheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he replied in a deep voice, "Come in."

Wen Mo then pushed open the door of the office and walked in, still with an expressionless look, "Master Bo."

He handed over a secret letter in a folder.

Bo Yucheng casually lifted his eyelids, took the folder and opened it, lowered his eyes and glanced at the information on it, and his eyes, which were originally calm, suddenly froze.

Wen Mo pursed his lips, "Master Bo, the batch of goods you wanted to be shipped to S continent was intercepted by Jingshi Pavilion in Country A during cross-border transportation."

Bo Yucheng's slightly deep voice had a sense of oppression, "Reason?"

"Heavy weapons and medical equipment are prohibited from being transported across borders without a red-headed document." Wen Mo replied truthfully.

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng's dark pupils became a little colder. He casually threw the folder on the desk, and then leaned back on the leather seat.

He sneered coldly, "Is it the work of the heir of Jingshi Pavilion who has never shown his face?"

"It doesn't seem to be. I heard that the heir has disappeared recently. Even the people of Jingshi Pavilion have difficulty contacting him. It should be that someone else intervened in this matter." Wen Mo said.

Bo Yucheng said coldly, "Disappeared? Then find him for me."