Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Qinglan Water Pavilion.

Bo Yucheng took off his suit, raised his chin slightly, but lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the girl in front of him.

Shi Qinglan raised his face to reach the man's skirt, and helped him loosen his tie, Ru Yuxian fingered the buttons of his white shirt, helping him unbutton them one by one, with focused and serious eyes.

The shirt was very thin, and when the girl's fingertips rubbed against each other lightly, Bo Yucheng could even feel a little warmth. A thin current flowed through his body, causing his Adam's apple to roll slightly...

"I'll help you take it off." The girl's soft voice sounded.

It wasn't because he was worried that it would be inconvenient for Bo Yucheng to use his arms, but because he was afraid that if the wound didn't heal well, the pus would seep out of the gauze and stick to his shirt, which would easily be involved in the wound when he took it off.

So Shi Qinglan reluctantly helped him undress himself.

Bo Yucheng's crimson lips curled up slightly, and he lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him with a doting smile, and his Adam's apple responded softly, "En."

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan carefully peeled off the man's shirt, the whip wound has almost healed, the bullet wound on the back shoulder is relatively deep after all, and Bo Yucheng will definitely use his arm in his daily work, so the recovery speed of the wound will inevitably be slow Some.

Sure enough, there was a little suppuration, and the gauze was stuck to the shirt.

"Sit down first." Shi Qinglan put his hands on his shoulders, pushed him to sit on the bed, and then fetched the medicine box.

The slender white fingers picked up the alcohol cotton ball with tweezers, and helped him peel off the gauze and shirt little by little.

Bo Yucheng's muscular upper body is exposed to the air, his smooth and distinct abdominal muscles are very masculine, his wide back gives people a sense of security, and his figure is coveted...

"Get down." Shi Qinglan squinted at the bed.

After hearing the words, the man lay down on the bed, his crimson lips curled up in a playful arc, his brows were full of satisfaction.

Shi Qinglan didn't regard him as his man at all...

No matter how good the body is, it is also tissues and organs in her eyes. She looked at him with a pair of eyes as a doctor, and then changed his medicine very carefully.

"Does it hurt?" The girl's fingertips gently brushed against the man's back.

Bo Yucheng turned his head sideways, looked at the girl's delicate and charming face, and saw that her eyebrows were frowning slightly, so he stretched out his big palm to wrap her little hand, "It hurts, what should I do?"

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan's pity for him dissipated instantly.

She immediately recognized that the dramatist man was causing trouble, rolled her eyes and withdrew her hand, "Then it hurts, and sleep on your stomach at night."

A deep and hoarse laughter slowly penetrated into the girl's ears.

Bo Yucheng turned over and sat up, then stretched out his arms to wrap around the girl's waist, and buried his head in her embrace.

At the moment the man is sitting on the bed, while the girl is standing.

In such a posture, Bo Yucheng looks a bit weak, and his head buried in her arms also looks a bit coquettish...

"Lan Lan." The man Shen Che's voice sounded slowly.

Shi Qinglan put her hand on his head and rubbed him gently like stroking a dog's head, "Huh?"

"Set aside some time, I'll take you to meet my grandfather." Bo Yucheng's voice was light and deep, as if he had already considered it.

He put one arm around the girl's waist, and gently squeezed the girl's hand with the other, "Will you, eh?"

As he spoke, the man slowly stood up and stood opposite the girl.

A trace of surprise flashed in Shi Qinglan's beautiful eyes, as if she was still a little unprepared, "Has your grandfather returned to China yet?"

"En." Bo Yucheng replied heavily, "I returned to China on the same day as us, and the housekeeper made the call that day."

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan suddenly nodded.

She didn't expect Bo Yucheng's grandfather to come back so quickly, and gradually a little panic filled her heart, she pursed her red lips a little at a loss, "But my gift is not ready yet..."

"It's okay." Bo Yucheng held the girl's hand tightly.

He smiled dotingly in a low voice, "As long as you are a girl, my grandpa will like it, don't be nervous, huh?"

Bo Chengru's request to his grandson-in-law is indeed that simple.

The Bo family's chaebols are already powerful enough, they don't need to consolidate their status through family marriages, and they don't care about the identity of their granddaughter-in-law, as long as Bo Yucheng doesn't marry a man and comes back...

What's more, when he told Bo Chengru about the downturn that day, his attitude could be seen between the lines.

If the grandson's daughter-in-law was her, the old man would be overjoyed with joy.

But Shi Qinglan frowned slightly, and she pouted her red lips and muttered dissatisfiedly, "How can that be... In case your grandpa is not satisfied with me, or doesn't like me..."

She has always been self-confident, and rarely doubts herself.

Holding the girl's hand, Bo Yucheng could feel the sweat dripping from her palm, probably because of nervousness, and there was a little panic in those clear and beautiful eyes.

"My grandpa likes you very much." He comforted in a deep voice.

Shi Qinglan looked up at him suspiciously, "How do you know grandpa likes me? He hasn't even met me yet..."

No matter how confident she is usually, she is Bo Yucheng's grandfather, an elder, and the former head of the Bo family's chaebol.

When Bo Chengru was still young, he was such an important and overshadowing character in the financial reports. I heard that he had a rather cold personality, and he was very strict with Bo Yucheng since he was a child...

"Don't worry." Bo Yucheng gently rubbed the girl's head, "My grandpa will definitely like you very much."

But Shi Qinglan still didn't believe it no matter what, the nervousness didn't dissipate much, and her brain started to run at high speed, thinking about what gift to prepare for grandpa...

But Bo Yucheng's arm strength suddenly increased a little.

With a little effort, Shi Qinglan leaned forward and fell into his arms, her delicate body pressed tightly against his chest.

"Lanlan, now we should think about something else..."

Bo Yucheng lowered his head slightly, pressed his lips against the girl's ear, and Shen Che's melodious voice slowly penetrated into her ear.

Shi Qinglan raised her eyes in doubt, "What else... um!"

It's just that before she could finish her sentence, her jaw was suddenly pinched, and Bo Yucheng lifted the girl's face and bowed her head to kiss her.

"No, your injury..."

"fine."

Shi Qinglan tried to struggle to protest, but all the words were drowned in the delicate kisses, and her body was slowly pressed down...

In the moonless autumn night, the golden leaves rustled with the evening wind, and the hazy moonlight was like light yellow silk, caressing a faint and ambiguous veil in the night.

...

Shi Qinglan nestled in the man's arms dripping with sweat.

Her blue hair was soaked in sweat and was a little wet, and a few strands of hair were lightly pressed against the girl's cheek, showing a bit of charm.

The girl's complexion was pink at the moment, her eyelashes were trembling slightly, telling her she was tired, she was lying on the bed and didn't even want to move...