Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

The lady at the front desk looked at him in panic.

She was stunned in place for a while before she realized what she was doing and checked again and again, "Bo, Mr. Bo! Shi...Miss Shi is at 417!"

"Thank you." Bo Yucheng's crimson lips slightly opened and he said two words.

He opened his long legs and walked directly towards the elevator, heading straight to the room where Shi Qinglan was.

The young lady at the front desk still couldn’t come to her senses...

She looked at the man's back in confusion, "Oh my god, I actually saw a celebrity on the hot search list!"

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The drinks have been delivered to the box.

The boys mingled with each other, and some girls who were cheerful and liked to drink blended in and called themselves brothers.

After a semester of getting along and academically fighting, the classmates in the class have established good revolutionary friendships. They are not at all restrained when playing, and the whole box is lively...

"Sister Lan, let's sing some songs!" a classmate greeted.

Shi Qinglan was leaning lazily on the sofa, holding a glass with transparent white water in her long white fingers. She took a small sip, her red lips slightly curved, "You guys sing."

She was afraid that singing would scare these people.

"No, Sister Lan!" The class monitor was pushed out to take on the important task of fooling her, "The classmates all want to hear you sing!"

Shi Qinglan slightly raised the corners of her lips with a half-smile, lowered her eyes and said casually, "I won't sing anymore, I'm tone-deaf."

There was no sign of guilt in making up the lie.

There was a faint sparkle in those delicate eyes, but they were so clean and clear without any impurities.

The class monitor looked at her rather suspiciously, "Sister Lan, we have all heard about your deeds at Mingcheng High School... The owner of Qingluan Guqin, a master player of Guqin, now you tell me... you Tone deaf?"

Believe her, she's tone-deaf.

Have you ever seen a tone-deaf person who can play the guqin to a master level and still make the masters admire him?

"Being able to play the piano does not mean you can sing." Shi Qinglan lowered his eyes and smiled softly, "If you give me a guqin now, I might be able to play it casually."

Qingyue's singing voice is quite representative in the music world.

Because Qingyue doesn't speak much when she appears in public and only sings, so Shi Qinglan may not be recognized by people when she speaks normally, but if she really opens her mouth to sing...

"That's okay." The monitor scratched his head in embarrassment.

He looked at the classmates beside him in defeat, just as the prelude of "Sanskrit Music" slowly sounded.

The string sound integrated with the elements of the guqin lingered in the ears, and the beautiful and melodious prelude instantly attracted the attention of the students in the class...

"Qingyue's "Sanskrit Music"! Whoever requested it, come and sing it!"

Shi Qinglan casually raised her eyelids and lightly parted her red lips, "You... like Qingyue's song very much?"

"Of course! This is Qingyue's famous song! And it's really nice and easy to calm down!" The monitor, as a boy, couldn't help but admire her.

Shi Qinglan looked down at the white water in her hand, her red lips parted slightly and she said slowly, "Do you know... what the Sanskrit sounds mean?"

"Ah?" The squad leader looked at her in confusion.

It is true that he has never paid attention to the story behind the song. He simply thinks that the melody is pleasant and the lyrics are beautiful. He has never delved into the composer's state of mind when he wrote "Sanskrit Sound".

"Nothing." Shi Qinglan's red lips curled up slightly.

This song was composed by her four years ago, when she was only fifteen years old. It was probably... the most difficult period of time, and it was also the time of transformation for her to break out of her cocoon and become a butterfly.

A Sanskrit song that she composed casually for meditation.

Later, she met Qi Yesuan and was kidnapped by him. During the period of being tortured by claustrophobia, this meditative melody was also her Buddhist sound. It was probably a magical belief brought by music.

"Harm! Never mind! Drink and drink!" The squad leader suddenly waved his hand, "Come on, let's have a toast with Sister Lan as a whole class!"

"Sister Jinglan!" The students immediately gathered around.

Those who drank raised their glasses, while the non-drinking students raised their drinks. Shi Qinglan also raised his own glass of water. Although it was against the rules, the students still did not persuade them to drink.

"Thank you Sister Lan for providing us with the review materials!"

"Sister Xie Lan! I will continue to rely on Sister Lan in the new semester!"

"Sister Lan, I'll do it first!"

The students raised their glasses one after another, and after noisily saying their toasts, they happily drank and mingled with each other.

Shi Qinglan raised her red lips slightly and raised her glass to indicate that she was ready to drink.

"Crack--" At this moment, the box door suddenly opened.

Shi Qinglan was about to drink two sips of water instead of wine, but as soon as her lips touched the rim of the glass, she felt a figure suddenly flash past, and then the wine glass in her hand was snatched away.

"Bo, Master Bo?" A classmate exclaimed.

Shi Qinglan's eyes flashed slightly. She raised her eyes and saw that handsome face that seemed familiar to her...

Bo Yucheng broke into the box and took away the water glass.

He drank up the glass of water with his head raised, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly, showing a bit of sex appeal, but also unbelievably domineering.

After the man drank the water, he showed the empty glass, then put the glass aside, turned his eyes and was about to ask the girl why she was so presumptuous that she drank liquor behind his back...

But she heard her lips parting and said, "...Acheng."

"Are you thirsty?" Shi Qinglan's beautiful eyes blinked twice.

Otherwise, why would you take her water away? Fortunately, this is warm water and not hot water, otherwise it would be directly scalded to death...

"Who allowed you to drink secretly?" Bo Yucheng's eyes narrowed slightly, "Didn't you promise me not to drink, huh?"

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan looked at her innocently and puzzledly.

She opened her red lips slightly, "I didn't drink..." Ah.

"Lanlan doesn't drink well." Bo Yucheng turned his eyes to look at other classmates, his dark eyes were very deep, "I drank for her."

The class monitor also looked at the man in front of him in a daze...

He raised his hand and scratched his head awkwardly, "Master Bo, Sister Lan doesn't seem to drink... either."

At the beginning, Sister Lan wanted white water, so he really asked someone to send white water.

And later, no one dared to persuade her to drink, and no one in this room ordered white wine, it couldn't be that she drank the wrong thing...

"Didn't drink?" Bo Yucheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the class monitor.

He pursed his lips lightly, and then he realized that there seemed to be no smell of alcohol between his lips and teeth. His eyes couldn't help but deepen slightly. He looked at the girl beside him, "Wasn't it white wine just now?"

Shi Qinglan raised his eyes and looked at him with some disdain.

She stood up and poured herself another glass of water, then took a sip in front of him, "...This is water."

Bo Yucheng frowned slightly.

He took her water cup again with some disbelief, took a sip and tasted it carefully, and it really didn't taste anything...

It seemed to be, really just water.