Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

"Have you heard? The young master of the Xiao family next door fell ill again and beat up his half sister. When Mr. Xiao knew about it, he immediately called the psychiatric hospital and sent a car there soon. I saw with my own eyes that the young master of the Xiao family was caught in the car by those people."

"I said, ah Yue, how do you know so clearly?"

"I heard that! How fast the news spread! And when the car came, I was just trimming flowers and plants in the yard. The young master of the Xiao family was twisted by several strong men."

"It's pathetic to look like that!"

……

Under a flowering tree, the girl lay lazily on a chair, holding a thick math exercise book in one hand. Brother Bo bought it for her a few days ago and told her to eat through these problems.

He also said that when she had eaten through these exercises, he could promise her a request.

With this sentence in mind, even if she had worked hard, she would draw inferences from these questions.

With a pen in the other hand, he wrote and painted on the draft book, frowning and showing his face from time to time.

Just when Song Li was overwhelmed by a geometry problem, several servants chattered not far away. She frowned impatiently and just wanted to scold.

The little white face suddenly cooled down, and the fingers holding the paper and pen gradually tightened.

Xiao Jingxing is ill? How is this possible? He was fine when I saw him in the morning.

Song Li immediately called the servant named ah Yue and asked carefully, but ah Yue didn't know the inside story. She only saw that Xiao Jingxing was forcibly taken away from Xiao's house.

Xiao Donghai looked on coldly

Psychiatric hospitals, dubbed lunatic asylum, say that people living there are insane.

Three years ago, she forced Xiao Donghai to pick Xiao Jingxing up from there, but this time, it is estimated that it is not so easy. His debt to her grandfather has been even, and she has no reason to ask Xiao Donghai for anything.

After hesitating for a while, Song Li picked up his mobile phone and stared at the three words "brother Bo" in the address book.

Finally, she gave up and called Bo Chengdong instead.

"Aunt, do you finally think of me?"

After a while, Bo San made fun of him from the handset.

Song Li skimmed his lips. Because he was very worried, he didn't intend to make a detour with him, "I want to ask you for help. If I promise, I'll come out and meet him now. If I don't promise..."

"No! I can't promise yet. Where are you? I'll pick you up."

"Song family villa."

……

Hearing the words "Song family villa", Bo Chengdong almost jumped up with excitement. After that, he asked Xiaoge about it in a roundabout way. His little aunt and grandmother's orientation was very normal.

Like boys, boys, and good-looking boys.

He just meets the standard.

"Third brother, you're doping? What's the strength of being happy here alone!"

As soon as Bo Qingge went downstairs, he saw his third brother peacock giggling with a pillow. He didn't know what was so happy. He didn't even hear her footsteps downstairs.

Thin three raised his eyebrows, proudly glanced at the little song and said happily, "I won't tell you."

Bo Qingge immediately choked, gouged him out unhappily, and hissed, "I don't want to know about your broken things!"

"I said Bo Xiaoyao, what do you mean by that broken thing? Your third brother, my affairs are all important, especially..."