Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

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

The milky white castle complements the lush gardens, the circular towers are inlaid with exquisite glass windows, and the romantic spires climb straight into the sky, every detail is full of romance.

"How is it? Are you scared!"

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

"Yeah." Shi Qinglan nodded slightly to express her understanding.

She raised her eyes and glanced lightly at the splendid castle. There was no wave in her beautiful eyes, and she could not see any emotional change.

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

"I already knew." Shi Qinglan rubbed her head.

The hairstyle that was originally carefully arranged turned into grass in an instant when she rubbed it. The messy strands of hair hung in front of Monica's face, and she was so angry that she blew away the hair that blocked her view.

"When did you know?" Monica raised her hand and quickly adjusted her appearance, looking at her suspiciously.

Shi Qinglan squinted her beautiful eyes, "When you threatened that man to let go of you, you already blew yourself up."

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

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

She racked her brains to think, but found that she seemed to have forgotten that memory, probably because her thinking was really chaotic at that time, and she couldn't remember what she said...

Monica muttered under her breath, "Is it so embarrassing?"

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan couldn't help but chuckled, looked down at the girl a little and reminded, "The most honorable princess, my fiancé's blood is almost drained."

"Ah? Oh!" Monica immediately recovered.

At this moment, the royal family's luxury convoy has driven into the garden and docked smoothly in front of the splendid castle.

The butler immediately got out of the car and bowed to help them open the car door.

Monica slammed twice while pushing lightly, "I almost forgot! Then go in quickly, I'll call the doctor over!"

"No, just prepare the medical kit for me." Shi Qinglan parted her red lips lightly, and helped the man beside her to get out of the car.

Bo Yucheng looked down at the girl with side eyes, "It's not my leg that's hurt, so be careful and support me, huh?"

"Shut up, don't be poor, and be obedient." Shi Qinglan squinted at him, revealing the hidden attributes of a domineering female president.

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng's crimson lips curled slightly, and a low-pitched and sweet laugh overflowed from his voice, "Okay, I'm good."

The noble man put his posture extremely low at this moment, and he followed the girl with unparalleled power, obediently like a puppy.

Monica muttered and complained, "Men nowadays are all virtuous..."

Because her brother is like this in front of Mrs. Wang.

It is obvious that His Majesty the most honorable crown prince in this country, one person is under one person and over ten thousand people, but he is willing to bow his knees in front of the princess, and even help her wear high heels in front of the whole country.

"Hiss—" Monica gasped numbly.

She then led the two into the palace, and the servants and attendants saluted respectfully, "Your Highness the Princess."

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

The servant immediately brought the medical kit over respectfully.

Bo Yucheng was sitting upright on the sofa, when Shi Qinglan was about to take off his clothes, but his hands suddenly paused, and he glanced at Monica who was watching from the side.

"What do you see me doing?" Monica blinked in wonder.

She couldn't help urging anxiously, "The medical kit is already given to you! Is there anything else you need? Get the medicine quickly!"

Shi Qinglan pursed her red lips lightly, her eyes flickered slightly, and said a little unnaturally, "Don't you need to avoid it, Your Highness the Princess?"

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 felt a little uncomfortable, her cheeks flushed slightly.

Bo Yucheng slightly hooked his lips and looked at the girl beside him. His long, white fingers slowly hooked the hair around her ears, curled it around his fingers as if playing with them, and then loosened them suddenly.

"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 lightly, "Your Highness laughed at me, my fiancee is quite possessive of me, and I don't like to take off my clothes in public. If you don't avoid it, I'm afraid you won't." Very convenient."

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

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

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

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

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

"There's no one left now." Bo Yucheng turned his head sideways, and his cool thin lips inadvertently brushed against the girl's soft cheek.

He gently pressed his lips against the girl's ear, and that extremely magnetic voice slowly penetrated into her ear, "I didn't expect Lan Lan 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 lightly pressed her little hand on the man's chest, trying to push him away but didn't dare to use force.

After all, she raised her eyes and glared at him angrily, "You are only allowed to be possessive of me, and I am not allowed to be possessive of you?"

It's just that there is something wrong, she just doesn't want to show it to others.

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

"Sit down obediently!" Shi Qinglan once again acted as the domineering female president, preparing to help the man take off his clothes while speaking.

Ruyu's slender fingers rested lightly on his chest, and slowly unbuttoned them one by one. The fingertips occasionally touched him inadvertently, and the warmth was transmitted to his body through the thin material.

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

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

When Qinglan was about to peel off the man's clothes from his shoulders, Bao Yucheng's eyes flashed slightly, remembering that there was a whip wound on his back that he didn't want her to know, and his big palm suddenly grabbed the girl's catkin.