Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

"I like this girl."

When passing by Bo Hanchi, Shen Fankai casually put down such a sentence.

For a moment, the man poured out strong pressure. Shen Fankai didn't show weakness. He turned his head and smiled, "you know, I've never missed anything I like."

"However, the girl is still a little too young."

The implication is that he will wait patiently for her to grow up.

The face of thin cold pool was very ugly. A pair of dark eyes were full of cold like a glacier.

"Try touching her!"

"Don't worry if you have a chance in the future."

……

Song lish knew nothing about the secret fight between the two men, but she could feel the unstable breath on Bo Hanchi, like an active volcano that could erupt at any time.

She hesitated for a moment, walked forward, pulled the man's sleeve with her white fingers, shook it gently, and said pitifully, "brother Bo, I'm fine. He didn't do anything to me."

She kicked him hard.

"Well, it's all right. He's not a good man. Remember to stay away from him when you meet him later." the man said quietly with a sullen face.

Song Li nodded at once and answered skillfully, "I remember."

When you walk in the future, you must be careful, open your eyes wider, and make a detour when you see him from a distance.

After returning to the banquet living room with the men around her, Song Li didn't see Shen Fankai again until she got in the car and was ready to leave the Shen house. Her hanging heart finally fell back into her chest.

But brother Bo seems to have drunk again, more than last time.

As soon as he got on the bus, he pulled her to his thigh. His strong arm firmly wrapped her body in his arms, and he acted skillfully, as if he had practiced many times.

Song Li couldn't help helping his forehead. What's wrong with it? When you drink too much, you like to hold people in your legs.

If she wasn't sitting next to him now, would he pull other girls to sit on his lap?

"Brother Bo, you drink too much..."

Song Li frowned and looked particularly ugly.

She wanted to earn it from him, but she was worried about the wound on his arm.

The man buried his face on her round shoulder and rubbed her neck with warm intimacy. His breathing was very hot. It seemed that he was going to burn a few blisters on her delicate skin.

"Brother Bo."

Song Li bit the corner of his lip and stretched himself tightly. The man's wine is so bad!

The man behind him closed his eyes, turned a deaf ear and greedily sucked the smell from her.

"Baby..." like a dream, her low and deep voice fainted slowly in her ear.

Song Li's heart jumped. He sipped his lips. Thin cold pool, your uncle's! Again!

Yi Xu, who was driving, looked at his nose, nose and heart. He stared at the road illuminated by the headlights. He didn't dare to talk at all, nor did he dare to take a look in the rearview mirror, for fear of being affected by the fish in the pond.

Song Li took a deep breath and pressed down the boundless power in his body to push away the man behind him. Calm down! chill! It's not the first time to call like this. He won't lose a piece of meat if he calls.

But even if you move your mouth, it's nothing to do.

The man wrapped her small hands tightly in the palm of his hand, and his thick fingers rubbed back and forth on the back of her hand from time to time.

"Housekeeper Yi, does your young master drink like this every time?"

Song Li couldn't bear it and could only change the topic.