My Guardian Mr Bo

An Ge'er was dumbfounded.

The brain was suddenly empty, and it seemed that something was wrong.

So much so that they forgot to get up from the seat until the door was suddenly pushed open, and the handsome and handsome man wrapped in black bathrobe walked in.

"Why are you here?"

Holding a towel in his hand, wiping the broken black hair with a stagnant motion, looking at the little girl with a weird face, Bo Yan's slender eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and he looked at her with his eyebrows.

"Ah, um, I'll bring you coffee for that uncle."

An Ge'er stood up quickly, only at this stop did she find that her photo file on the computer had not been closed, her face flushed, and she wanted to delete it, but at this time she was in front of him. She couldn't download it anyway. Go hand in hand.

Bo Yan kept watching her face, watching her gaze wandering on his computer, his expression stunned.

A few steps up, when he saw the pictures on the desktop, his eyes deepened, but he seemed to heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, more importantly, she didn't see it.

He sat down, glanced at her, then at the cup of coffee, slowly took a sip, and then looked at the blushing little girl who was overwhelmed and talked.

The meaning couldn't be clearer, peeking at his computer, shouldn't he explain something?

And An Ge'er was even more embarrassed and entangled. My uncle saved her photos on his computer. She found out this way. Shouldn't he say something?

But she is not as calm as a certain man, biting her lip and saying, "Uncle, you see...I'm also staying here, the online game endorsement we said before..."

Hearing this, Bo Yan suddenly put the coffee in his hand on the table, making a sound.

An Ge'er's heart tightened, looking at his expressionless face, gritted his teeth, and insisted, "Don't you think I don't want to admit it?"

Bo Yan was said by her, and then looked at her cautious expression...

"come here."

An Geer obediently leaned forward.

It was just this time that An Ge'er's heartbeat accelerated.

Not promising.

The uncle just finished the shower, his body was full of clear breath, the black large bathrobe was worn on him, the black hair was still a little wet, and the water droplets were running down the neck and straight into the chest. From this angle, it was just faintly visible His sturdy and sturdy chest was full of indescribable laziness and sexuality.

"Guru."

A certain little girl swallowed subconsciously.

Bo Yan called out another file and heard the voice turn to look at her, "What?"

An Ge'er blushed, "Ah, that, I'm thirsty."

Perhaps only she knows what is going on.

"Drink if you are thirsty."

He didn't seem to notice her strangeness, and pushed the coffee in front of her.

An Ge'er's brain seems to be dead, and she will do whatever the uncle asks her to do. She drank and drank, but felt that the bitterness of the coffee was a bit of a clear breath unique to a man...

She suddenly stiffened.

It's over.

This, this seems to be the cup that my uncle just drank...

Then they kissed indirectly! ?

An Ge panicked and quickly put down his coffee, but he accidentally shook his hand and spilled the coffee under his black bathrobe.

"Ah, I'm sorry, uncle, sorry!"

An Ge'er quickly leaned down with the paper and rubbed his body to help him, gritting his teeth and complaining about his recklessness.

Bo Yan watched her small hand hit under him, his eyes darkened, and immediately said, "Take your hand!"