Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Shi Qinglan looked at Bo Yucheng with a smile on her red lips.

She simply reached out and pinched the man's chin, and lifted his face like a bigwig, with a coquettish smile on her red lips, "Are you so unconfident in yourself?"

"What?" Bo Yucheng frowned slightly.

Shi Qinglan approached the man with a sweet smile, her charming smile was so charming, there was a little charm in her beautiful eyes, and that smile made people feel a little moved...

Her red lips parted slightly, "Who said that I want to reject you?"

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng's heart was suddenly hit, and those deep black pupils couldn't help but slowly tighten their gaze.

Before he could react, Shi Qinglan cupped his cheeks, leaned closer and gently pressed against the tip of the man's nose, "Ah Cheng, I have always been willing to marry you, and I have never regretted it."

The girl's voice was as clean as a stream in an empty valley.

But that melodious voice seems to have some special charm, slowly seeping into people's hearts like spring water, flowing into the blood along the ears, making people suddenly...

His blood boiled so hot that even his heart became hot.

"What did you say...?" Bo Yucheng's voice was a little tense.

He seemed to have not recovered from such a pleasant surprise, and those eyes as deep as the night fixedly looked at the girl, as if setting off a stormy sea, adding countless helpless emotions.

"I said..." Shi Qinglan's bright red lips parted slightly, and her voice fell into her ears lightly again, "Bo Yucheng, I have always been willing to marry you, willingly and never... um!"

But this time, before the girl's words fell, the man turned over and pushed him directly to cover her lips.

The temperature inside the quilt is gradually rising...

The night is getting deeper and deeper, sporadic starlight sprinkles in the deep sky, like a hazy mist in the dark night, gently rippling, floating or sinking romantic and ambiguous.

...

Shi Qinglan was paralyzed on the bed with sore limbs.

Even though the warm sunlight had already spread into the bedroom, and the light was so dazzling that she frowned slightly, the girl was still wrapped in the quilt limply, being bullied so much that she didn't want to move at all.

Bo Yucheng gently put his arms around the girl's waist, looked down at the slightly rosy face, leaned closer to the girl's ear, and said in a low voice, "Lanlan, it's time to get up."

"Well... I'll sleep a little longer." Shi Qinglan moaned softly, and gently rubbed against the man's chest coquettishly.

The girl's fluttering and curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and after smacking her small mouth twice, she found a comfortable position to rest her head on, and once again immersed herself in her dreamland.

Seeing the girl's tired appearance, Bo Yucheng couldn't help but chuckled helplessly.

But he also knew that he bullied the girl a little bit hard last night, so he didn't continue to bother, but just gently hugged the girl and let her sleep for a while.

But at this moment, the phone suddenly vibrated.

"Om—" It was Shi Qinglan's cell phone.

Bo Yucheng's brows twitched slightly, and a little displeasure flashed in his eyes. He immediately reached out and covered the girl's ears to avoid waking her up, then got up lightly and fumbled for the phone.

I wanted to hang up the phone directly...

But looking down, he caught a glimpse of a man's name - Jiang Yan.

The vinegar jar seemed to be overturned in an instant, with a strong possessiveness lurking in his heart, his eyes staring at the caller ID on the screen deepened slightly, and the tails of his eyebrows raised slightly.

He simply lifted off the quilt and got out of bed. He moved very lightly and carefully, and helped the girl arm the quilt again. Then he walked to the corridor with his long legs to answer the phone.

"Master Lan, Lord Lan! Do you miss me~"

Jiang Yan's stinky and squeaking voice came out of the receiver, but he didn't know that it was not Shi Qinglan who answered the phone at this moment.

Hearing these words of probing on the edge of danger...

There was a little coldness in Bo Yucheng's black eyes, and even his voice sank, and he threw out an extremely unpleasant sentence, "Why does she miss you."

Hearing this, Jiang Yan, who was holding the phone, was suddenly stunned.

He stared straight ahead a little stiffly, took the phone from his ear suspiciously, and lowered his eyes to check that the call was indeed from Shi Qinglan and it was not a mistake...

"You are... Oh, Master Bo!" Jiang Yan suddenly realized.

He then remembered that Shi Qinglan was called Lord Lan just now, and Jinglan, the heir of Jingshi Pavilion, was called Lord Lan both within the organization and in the circle. This matter was almost a convention.

Just to hide his identity, he usually calls Sister Lan...

I didn't know that it was Bo Yucheng who answered the phone just now, wouldn't he have exposed his Master Lan by calling him that? !

"It's me." Bo Yucheng's deep and cold voice sounded, "You haven't answered me yet, why does she miss you?"

However, the man's attention was obviously not on the title of Master Lan, but on possessiveness rather than rationality. At this moment, he only wanted to pursue Jiang Yan's words that made him extremely displeased.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

Jiang Yan's back felt a little chilly for a moment. After all, he was also the one who was threatened by Bo Yucheng. At this moment, even through the mobile phone, he could feel the coolness and danger of the man opposite him...

He swallowed with some trepidation, "Master Bo, you misunderstood, I was just joking with Sister Lan... I dare not think about it, I dare not think about it at all, we are buddies, just buddies."

Jiang Yan explained to Bo Yucheng with a strong desire to survive, almost lost his words, and even felt a little cold between his legs, and couldn't help but think of the dagger that threatened him...

The dagger that was threatening him between his legs.

"Really?" Bo Yucheng's voice was dark.

He naturally believed that the girl wouldn't have other thoughts about this man, but Jiang Yan was the one who had made up her mind, so he couldn't help but be more vigilant.

Jiang Yan nodded again and again, "Of course, of course, you can rest assured, Mr. Bo, I have absolutely no wrong thoughts about Sister Lan! Otherwise, there will be a thunderstorm... Oh no, otherwise, you will lose your children and grandchildren!"

He bit the bullet and swore a poisonous oath.

The coldness in Bo Yucheng's black pupils subsided a little, and Shen Che said in a threatening voice, "It's best like this."

"It must be like this." Jiang Yan replied firmly.

Bo Yucheng rolled his eyelids lazily, and asked casually, "What do you want from her?"

"I..." Jiang Yan almost forgot that he had business to do.

Although he couldn't disclose the internal affairs of Jingshi Pavilion and the research institute at will, but it was related to liver transplant surgery. He had also heard that this patient seemed to be Bo Yucheng's biological grandfather.

Asking him to help pass it on to Master Lan... It seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

"Ah, Sister Lan asked the medical school to help her find a suitable liver source for the patient some time ago. Now the liver source has been matched with the patient's, and the liver source information has been sent to Sister Lan's mailbox."