Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

The next second, I don't know where the injured arm touched. The pain made her take a breath, "hiss -"

The man in front of him was so frightened that he straightened up and asked anxiously, "have you touched his arm?"

Song Li let out a gentle sigh, and her small eyebrows were tangled together. Seeing the man's hand stretched out, she immediately missed her body, protected her anxious injured arm with one hand, and lifted her pink lips slightly: "it hurts..."

Her voice was waxy and soft, like a soft feather, inadvertently blowing by his ear.

Even the sharp heart trembled a few times.

"Good, it won't hurt soon."

……

In the wailing of his girls, the bruise was finally rubbed open.

Song Li held his arm in one hand and stared at the man in front of him. He always felt that he had missed a rare opportunity, but he said nothing, and his wedding with Jiang Yuan

At the thought of what the old lady said to her, Song Li felt bored and flustered.

"Ali, the marriage between Jiang Yuan and Xiaochi was agreed by the elders of our two families. If you step in, wouldn't you be like your stepmother?"

A simple word blocked all her thoughts.

The old lady knows people's hearts so well that she is sure that she will not interfere in the feelings between Bo Hanchi and Jiang Yuan.

But what if they don't have feelings? What if there is no marriage between them?

"Brother Bo, can I ask you a question?"

Hesitated for a moment, Song Li raised his head, summoned up his courage and said.

The man gently picked the tip of his eyebrows and looked at the girl in front of him. Her eyes were slightly red, and her long and curly eyelashes flashed a few times, like two small brushes, sweeping slowly from the tip of his heart.

His throat was tight and his eyes were dark. "What do you want to ask me?"

Song Li lowered her eyes and grinned. Her good-looking eyes narrowed slightly, like the crescent moon in the night outside the window.

The girl in front of her seemed shy. Her white little face showed a blush. She smiled and her eyes drifted, "brother Bo, do you have a girlfriend or fiancee?"

Before Bo Hanchi could speak, Song Li anxiously added, "I'm just curious to ask."

The man's eyebrows were picked, and a pair of dark eyes slowly fainted and smiled.

Just as he was about to say something, a regular knock on the door sounded, "knock! Knock! Knock!" through the closed door, the crisp knock seemed particularly abrupt in the room.

"Ah! Someone knocks at the door, brother Bo. Why don't you open the door first?"

For fear of hearing the answer he didn't want, Song Li quickly quietly changed the topic.

Immediately, she despised herself in her heart, just chasing a man? Song Li, when did you become like this! Would you like to watch him marry someone else?

Thin cold pool looked at her suspiciously. Thin lips tilted slightly, and the fundus of his eyes was warm and dizzy.

"Then wait a minute and I'll have a look."

So Song Li looked at the man's back and left, and finally disappeared behind the door. She curled up quietly in her chair until the mobile phone on her desk suddenly rang.

An unread wechat message from boss Bo.

Song Li holds his mobile phone and gradually tightens his fingers. Bo Hanchi, your uncle's

Didn't you say you wanted me to wait? You're leaving for days.