Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

A voice full of violence and anger, like a thunder, exploded in the ears of Liang Rong and song Chuwei.

They were stunned and looked at each other. They all saw a trace of panic in each other's eyes.

Now, song Jingye is in charge of the Song family. Their mother and daughter can only rely on him to survive. Once he is dissatisfied with them, he will be hurt financially.

"Dedication, you, you're back?"

Liang Rong felt guilty and tried hard to squeeze out a smile.

Song Jingye snorted coldly. His sharp eyes swept her face and finally fell on Song Chuwei.

He thought over and over again. After all, he said solemnly: "slightly, you are the daughter that my father likes most. You should know how my father treats you these years, so my father doesn't want you to go the wrong way."

Liang Rong clapped in her heart, hurriedly protected her daughter and said quietly, "what's wrong? Dedication? What do you mean? It's still small. Don't scare her."

"I scared her?"

Song Jingye sneered, his half narrowed eyes flashed a chill, "in short, don't provoke Ali in the future, let alone try to make a thin idea. If something happens, I can't protect you."

Put it down, he turned and left.

Hearing the distant footsteps, Liang Rong trembled with anger, and her eyes were full of strong hatred.

"Mommy..."

The early Song Dynasty bit his lips slightly and screwed his eyebrows tightly. He couldn't help worrying.

Pressing down the discontent and anger in her heart, Liang Rong smiled and comforted her, "slightly, it will be fine."

"Yes."

"By the way, you can have an early rest after reading."

……

SOHO bar.

Dim light, flashing neon, strange and strange faces.

The air smells of turbid, wine, smoke and perfume.

After only two drinks, Bo Xiaoyao became interested and took Song Li to the dance floor. His slender waist, slender and tight jade legs, blurred and charming eyes and scarlet lips

All tease men's vision.

"Ali, don't go back tonight. Go to my house. By the way, last time my brother came back from a business trip and bought a lot of things, he wanted you to pick some, but you've been busy all this time."

There are many people on the dance floor, and the music is strong. When Bo Xiaoyao speaks, he almost raises his voice.

Although the voice was loud, Song Li still didn't hear clearly. She pointed to her ear and shouted, "what are you talking about?"

Bo Xiaoyao shrugged and had to give up and continue to speak.

Until they were almost exhausted, they left the dance floor and walked towards the booth.

Song Li was always very cautious when playing with Bo Qingge in the bar. As long as she left, she would ask the waiter to change a cup, but this time she was really thirsty and took chances.

After all, she and Bo Xiaoyao are already regular guests of Su He, and after the last thing, it is estimated that no one dares to make their ideas.

Song Li opened a bottle of beer, poured it into the glass, looked up and gulped it all in.

"Little song, I should go back."

Put down her glass and she's ready to leave.

Bo Xiaoyao quickly grabbed Song Li, held her arms tightly with both hands, looked at her eagerly and said, "isn't tomorrow a weekend? Don't go back tonight, go to my house."

"Xiao Li, we haven't whispered together for a long time. Just sleep with me all night."