Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Bo Yucheng enjoyed her care very rarely.

Putting the soft pillow behind him, he sat on the bed and opened his mouth obediently, waiting for Shi Qinglan to feed him the hangover soup.

"Sleep for a while." Shi Qinglan put the empty bowl next to him.

Remove the pillow behind Bo Yucheng, and cover him with the quilt again after he lies down, "I asked the housekeeper Ji to cook some white porridge. I will call you to get up and drink it when the porridge is cooked."

"Yeah." Bo Yucheng responded softly.

But he did not sleep. His black eyes were filled with a faint drunkenness, but it made people feel more confused and affectionate.

He just stared at her without blinking, and suddenly stretched out a hand from the quilt, holding her little hand tightly, and said in a low voice, "Come up and sleep with me."

"Why are you like a child, and you need someone to accompany you to sleep..." Shi Qinglan muttered softly.

But Bo Yucheng squeezed her hand again, "Come up."

Shi Qinglan curled her red lips slightly, although she looked reluctant, she still got into the bed obediently.

Bo Yucheng put his arm around her waist, then pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and buried his head in front of her body and rubbed it twice.

Shi Qinglan's body trembled, "Be honest."

"How am I not honest?" Bo Yucheng's voice was low and hoarse. He took a deep breath and raised his lower lip without leaving a trace.

Shi Qinglan reached out and gently pulled his ear.

She was embarrassed and annoyed, but more helpless, "Be good to sleep for me, don't take advantage of me when I am in trouble."

This big pig's hoof is taking advantage of her guilt now...

Relying on the fact that no matter what she does, she dare not lose her temper, and can only coax and pamper him.

"Okay." Bo Yucheng chuckled softly.

He was indeed a little drunk, and he gradually felt drowsy. In addition, the fragrance of Shi Qinglan lingered in his nose, so he fell asleep quickly...

When he fell asleep, his head was still buried in Shi Qinglan's arms.

Just like the way Shi Qinglan usually nestled in his arms.

Shi Qinglan reached out and gently rubbed Bo Yucheng's head, muttering softly, "Suddenly I feel like I have raised a son..."

Why is he like a child when he is drunk.

Shi Qinglan also gradually fell asleep until she was awakened by a sudden cell phone ring. Bo Yucheng unconsciously rubbed her in her arms, and the woman was startled and woke up instantly.

For fear that the ring would wake up her husband, she immediately reached for the phone and answered the call, her voice very soft, "Speak."

"Sister Qing! What's wrong with you? I sent you a text message but didn't reply! If you don't pay attention to me again, I thought something happened to you."

Jiang Zhi's arrogant voice came from the receiver.

He originally wanted to send a text message and WeChat to Shi Qinglan, but he didn't get a reply, so he just called her.

Shi Qinglan frowned slightly, "Keep your voice down, Acheng is sleeping next to me."

"Oh, oh, oh." Jiang Zhi immediately lowered the volume.

The ambient sound on his side was a bit noisy, and he went outside with his hands on the phone receiver, and the noise gradually decreased.

Shi Qinglan pursed his lips, "What's the matter?"

"Just..." Jiang Zhi confirmed that there was no noise nearby before letting go of the receiver, "Little Short Legs will have a final show tonight, and the Royal Art Academy has made a fuss and broadcast it globally. Although no one may pay attention... But Sister Qing, do you want to support it?"

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan took the phone away from her ear.

She lowered her eyes and glanced at the calendar. Lan Chu did tell her about this before, and if Jiang Zhi didn't remind her, she would have almost forgotten it.

"Ah..." Shi Qinglan opened her red lips slightly, turned her head and looked at the sleeping man beside her, "When will the show start?"

"It starts at 6pm on time, and it may be 2am in the capital. Actually, it's nothing, I just want to tell you..."

Jiang Zhi scratched his head, "It doesn't seem good to let pregnant women stay up late, but Xiao Short Legs really hopes you can see it. Otherwise, Sister Qing, you can get up in the morning to watch the replay, but can you... send her a text message to encourage her? I think she is very nervous, and she keeps talking about you, and her little mouth can't stop..."

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan couldn't help but chuckle.

Jiang Zhi rarely asks for help, and his attitude is so humble and sincere, it's true that love can make the devil push the mill.

She bent her lips slightly, "I know, I will send a text message to Xiao Chuer, but I may not be able to watch the live broadcast... It's a bit late, and I have something to do here."

Shi Qinglan played with Bo Yucheng's hair carelessly.

Jiang Zhi nodded repeatedly, "Okay, then Sister Qing continues to be busy. I'll go see the short legs and won't bother you for now."

"Yeah." Shi Qinglan hung up the phone immediately.

She sent a message to Lan Chu, and then put the phone aside. Who knew that Bo Yucheng was still awake.

The man's arm was always around her waist, and now he slowly held her tighter, "Who's calling?"

Waking up from drunkenness, his voice was a little hoarse.

Shi Qinglan pursed his lips lightly, "Jiang Zhi called, saying that Xiao Chu'er and the others will have a final show tonight."

"Yeah." Bo Yucheng responded softly.

He rubbed Shi Qinglan's arms like a spoiled child, and closed his eyes again, "Then I'll sleep a little longer."

"Go to sleep." Shi Qinglan rubbed his head.

...

The next morning, Bo Yucheng woke up refreshed.

Although he was drunk last night, after sleeping with Shi Qinglan all night, not only did he regain his energy, but he was also in a good mood and looked radiant.

Shi Qinglan was still sleeping soundly in the bedroom.

Shi Qingjue looked at him with a complicated expression, "What did you do last night? You looked so lustful, I reasonably suspect that you did something you shouldn't have done."

"Did?" Bo Yucheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

He curled his lips meaningfully, "I didn't do it...but the benefits are indeed quite a lot."

Hearing this, Shi Qingjue's narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

He heard from Ji Lin last night that Bo Yucheng drank too much and went to bed first, and Shi Qinglan took care of him all the time, and even Ji Lin brought the meal upstairs to the bedroom.

Logically speaking, nothing could have happened.

Shi Qingjue sneered, "I checked the wine in the wine cabinet. You drank a lot of those strong liquors yesterday. Don't pretend to be in love with me last night."

"Did I say that?" Bo Yucheng said nonchalantly.

He didn't say what he did with Lan Lan, but she took care of him all night last night, which was enough for him, and he didn't need her to do more.

Shi Qingjue glanced at him with disdain, "Tsk, let me tell you, Lan'er's little cousin is here today."

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng's expression paused slightly.

He was obviously not so natural, and he gently pinched his fingertips, feeling uneasy, "Little cousin?"