Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

But Bo Yucheng's hand just touched the mask.

His wrist was grabbed by the drunk girl. Shi Qinglan raised her eyes, and her eyes were full of tears and she looked wronged.

"Don't take it off." Her soft voice was full of humility.

But the pearl-like tears continued to fall from her eyes, "I still... can't let Acheng know."

She had not yet helped Acheng cure the diseases of the people in Szhou as Jinglan, and had not yet changed her image in his heart.

Bo Yucheng's hand that wanted to take off the mask suddenly stopped...

Shi Qinglan shook her head gently, looked at him pleadingly, and opened her lips slightly, "Please, don't take it off."

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng's heart suddenly tightened again.

When had he ever seen a girl so humble? What did he say to her before that made her so insecure that she would rather disguise herself as a man to hide her identity...

"Silly girl." The man's Adam's apple rolled slightly.

He fulfilled her wish, removed his hand from the mask, and gently rubbed her wig, "How could I bear to hurt you, how could I bear to take your life..."

Even if he had been mortal enemies with Jinglan, so what?

Jinglan was the girl he loved the most. What else could he do except indulge and love her?

So what if she robbed their important supplies in S Continent?

Even if she said she wanted to control this continent, he would give it to her without hesitation.

So what if she provoked him again and again?

Even if she wanted to dance on his head, he would indulge her and pick her up, letting her play happily.

The headquarters base in S Continent was not blown up by her, and those desperate people had nothing to do with her. How could he not want her...

"Just wait a little longer." Shi Qinglan's soft and sticky voice sounded, "When I help him cure these people's diseases, he should no longer hate Jinglan, and I can tell him..."

"No hate." Bo Yucheng lowered his eyes and looked at the girl.

His eyes were also slightly red, "I can't even love you enough, life is so short, how can I have time to hate you?"

But drunk Shi Qinglan didn't understand what the man said.

She was still the little girl who would fall down at the drop of a drop. Now her head was groggy and she soon fell asleep on the bed, with a tear hanging on her long eyelashes.

Bo Yucheng gently wiped her tears with a tissue, and seeing that she had fallen asleep, he bent down and gently picked her up.

He lifted the quilt and gently put her into the quilt.

"I'm sorry for letting you drink again." The man lowered his eyes and apologized in a deep voice, "But who made you a little liar."

Bo Yucheng gently held the girl's hand.

The slender white fingers slowly slid in through her fingers and tightly interlocked with her little hand.

Seeing that the girl had fallen into a deep sleep, he gently let go of her hand, put her arm into the quilt, and then turned and left her bedroom.

…

The next morning, Shi Qinglan woke up groggily.

She frowned slightly, and still felt a little dizzy, but her mind was blank about what happened last night!

“Hmm…” She pursed her lips and moaned.

Then she raised her hand to support her head, and when she was about to sit up, the edge of her palm suddenly touched her mask!

Shi Qinglan woke up instantly and opened her eyes suddenly!

She immediately turned over and sat up vigilantly, raised her hand to touch her face—her mask was still there!

Although not taking off the mask meant that her identity was not exposed, why did she sleep with the mask on last night? She didn’t remove her makeup, wig and bra straps... What happened last night?

Shi Qinglan immediately raised her hand to take off the mask.

Reaching out and pulling off the wig, the soft black hair fell down, making her feel much more comfortable.

She tried her best to recall what happened last night...

But she found that her mind was blank, and she couldn't remember anything because of the headache. It seemed that she had blacked out.

Just then, her eyes swept across the glass of milk on the table.

Remembering that Bo Yucheng brought her milk last night, she immediately got out of bed, walked to the front of the table, lifted the quilt, put it under her nose and took a deep breath, "There is no smell of alcohol..."

Then why did she feel like she had blacked out after drinking?

Shi Qinglan shook her head in confusion, took off her clothes while thinking hard, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Fortunately, even if she slept deeply last night, she woke up early and got up early in the morning to take a shower and dress herself up again. It was only 7:30 in the morning for breakfast...

Shi Qinglan put on men's clothes again and opened the door.

Sure enough, Bo Yucheng had already ordered breakfast. Seeing her walk out of the master bedroom, he curled his lips lightly, "Morning."

The man's inexplicable smile made her feel a little creepy.

Shi Qinglan's eyes flickered slightly, and she lowered her eyes unnaturally, and responded perfunctorily, "Morning."

She sat down at the breakfast table slowly.

Bo Yucheng then brought several plates of breakfast to her, "This hotel has many breakfast styles. I don't know what you like this morning, so I ordered a little of everything for you."

The man's tone was very gentle, even a little indulgent and coaxing, "It's just been delivered, and you can eat it while it's hot, huh?"

Shi Qinglan's heart couldn't help but get even more hairy.

She frowned slightly, and she looked up at the man inexplicably, "What medicine did Mr. Bo take this morning?"

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng's eyebrows slightly raised.

He raised his hand lazily to his cheek, his lips slightly hooked, and looked at the girl with a doting smile, "Maybe... love potion?"

"Psycho..." Shi Qinglan rolled her eyes.

She had no idea that she had exposed her identity last night. She used a fork to pierce a piece of bacon and stuffed it into her mouth.

Then she picked a few of her favorite breakfasts and put them on a tray to take back to the bedroom. She wanted to take a cup of hot milk out of habit, but then she remembered the weird cup last night...

She put the hot milk down and took a cup of hot water.

The set of movements was very skillful, and Bo Yucheng didn't stop him. He just looked at the girl with interest.

"Manage your facial expressions." Shi Qinglan looked at him with some disdain, "If others don't know, they will think you are gay. I don't have this special fetish."

After that, she turned around and returned to her master bedroom.

Looking at her somewhat evasive back, Bo Yucheng lowered his eyes and chuckled, "Silly girl, it seems you have lost your memory."

This little idiot's alcohol tolerance is really getting worse and worse...

At least, before, drinking a drop of wine would not cause a blackout, but now if this drop of wine is mixed with milk, he will forget everything.

However, Shi Qinglan is still naive and knows nothing about all this.