Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

The Gothic-style castle is located on a large lush lawn. The lines are clear and smooth, the overall color is stable and majestic, and the symmetrical design is even more magnificent.

The milky white castle complements the lush garden. The round tower is inlaid with exquisite glass windows, and the romantic spire rises straight into the sky. Every detail is filled with romance.

"How is it? Are you scared?"

Monica raised her little face proudly, and then lifted her skirt, "I didn't tell you just now that I... am actually the most noble princess! You should pay me a big respect!"

"Yeah." Shi Qinglan nodded gently to show understanding.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the magnificent castle lightly. There was no ripple in her beautiful eyes, and no emotional changes could be seen.

Monica looked at her with wide eyes, "Are you not surprised at all? I am the princess of the royal family!"

"I knew it a long time ago." Shi Qinglan rubbed her head.

The originally well-groomed hair was instantly messed up by her, and the messy hair fell in front of Monica's face, making her so angry that she blew away the hair that blocked her view.

"When did you know?" Monica raised her hand and quickly tidied her appearance, looking at her in confusion.

Shi Qinglan glanced at her with her beautiful eyes, "When you threatened that man to let you go, you had already revealed your identity."

But those words were said in a hurry, and at that time I thought she didn't understand F language, so I could understand it even if she didn't remember it.

"Really?" Monica's clear eyes were a little confused.

She racked her brains to think, but found that she seemed to have forgotten that memory. Perhaps her mind was really confused at that time, and she didn't remember what she said...

Monica muttered softly, "Is it so embarrassing?"

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan couldn't help but chuckle, lowered her eyes slightly and looked at the girl and reminded, "The most noble princess, my fiancé's blood is almost drained."

"Ah? Oh!" Monica came back to her senses immediately.

At this moment, the royal family's luxury convoy has entered the garden and parked steadily in front of the magnificent castle.

The housekeeper got out of the car and bent over to help them open the door.

Monica gently pushed Shi Qinglan twice, "I almost forgot! Then go in quickly, I'll call the doctor!"

"No, just help me prepare the medical kit." Shi Qinglan opened her red lips and helped the man beside her get out of the car.

Bo Yucheng looked down at the girl, "My leg is not injured. You are so careful and still need to support me, huh?"

"Shut up, don't be funny, be obedient." Shi Qinglan glanced at him, revealing the hidden attributes of the domineering female CEO.

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng's crimson lips curled slightly, and a low and sweet laugh overflowed from his throat, "Okay, I'll be good."

The noble man put his posture very low at this moment. He was unparalleled in power and followed the girl like a little puppy.

Monica muttered and complained, "Why are men nowadays all the same..."

Because her brother was like this in front of the princess.

He was obviously the most noble crown prince in this country, second only to the emperor, but he was willing to kowtow in front of the princess, and even helped her put on high heels in front of the whole country.

"Hiss——" Monica felt disgusting and took a breath.

She then led the two into the palace, and the servants and attendants all bowed respectfully and said, "Your Highness."

"Yes." Monica raised her little face proudly, enjoying the respect from others, and walked into the palace with her swan neck straight.

The servant immediately brought the medical kit over respectfully.

Bo Yucheng sat upright on the sofa. Shi Qinglan was about to take off his clothes, but his hand suddenly paused, and he glanced at Monica who was watching beside him.

"What are you looking at me for?" Monica blinked in confusion.

She couldn't help but urge anxiously, "The medical kit has been given to you! Is there anything else you need? Hurry up and apply the medicine!"

Shi Qinglan pursed her red lips lightly, her eyes flashed slightly, and she said a little unnaturally, "Doesn't Your Highness need to avoid it?"

She was not very willing to let other women see Bo Yucheng's figure, and it was rare for her to show her jealousy in public, so she was a little uncomfortable and her cheeks were slightly red.

Bo Yucheng curled his lips slightly and looked at the girl beside him. His white and slender fingers slowly hooked the hair by her ear, rolled it around his fingers like playing, and then suddenly let it go.

"Don't make trouble." Shi Qinglan glared at him angrily.

Bo Yucheng immediately withdrew his hand, sat down on the sofa obediently, and opened his thin lips slightly, "Princess, please forgive me. My fiancée has a strong possessiveness towards me and doesn't like to take off my clothes in public. If you don't avoid it, it may not be convenient."

Hearing this, Monica's head was full of question marks.

Her country never cared about these messy things. Although avoiding it sounds quite natural, in the open West, girls rarely have this kind of possessiveness.

"Your Chinese culture is really weird..." Monica muttered softly, and then turned and left.

Although she couldn't understand it, she still chose to respect it.

The housekeeper also dispersed the other servants and attendants, leaving the space here alone for Shi Qinglan and Bo Yucheng.

"There's no one here now." Bo Yucheng tilted his head, and his slightly cool lips inadvertently brushed against the girl's soft cheek.

He gently pressed his lips against the girl's ear, and his extremely magnetic voice slowly penetrated her ears, "I didn't expect Lanlan to have such a possessive desire for me, huh?"

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan's ear tips instantly turned red.

She wiped her eyes away and gently placed her small hand on the man's chest, trying to push him away but not daring to use force.

Finally, she raised her eyes and glared at him in anger, "You are only allowed to have possessive desire for me, but I am not allowed to have possessive desire for you?"

Even if she has, what's wrong, she just doesn't want to show it to others.

Bo Yucheng's hoarse and low laughter slowly overflowed from his throat, and he responded happily, "Okay."

"Sit down obediently!" Shi Qinglan once again played the role of a domineering female president, and while speaking, she prepared to help the man take off his clothes.

She rested her jade-like fingers lightly on his chest, slowly unbuttoning the buttons one by one, and her fingertips occasionally touched him inadvertently, transmitting the temperature to him through the thin fabric.

In addition, the two were very close at the moment, and the hot air from Shi Qinglan's lips and teeth accidentally sprayed on his chest.

The suit jacket was taken off, revealing the white shirt that was already soaked with bright red blood, and the buttons on the chest were also unbuttoned, revealing a large area of ​​white chest...

Shi Qinglan was about to peel off the man's clothes from the shoulders, and Bo Yucheng's eyes flashed slightly, remembering the whip wound on his back that he didn't want her to know, and his big hand suddenly grasped the girl's soft hand.