Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

"You..."

She bit the corners of her lips, her penetrating eyes were wet, stared angrily at the man in front of her, and said with gnashing teeth: "smelly flow, hooligan!"

I kissed her twice before, and now I lick her finger belly.

For the first time, the tip of the man's ear was slightly red, and the corner of his mouth wriggled to explain something.

However, Song Li didn't give him a chance at all. She covered her fingers and angrily scolded: "you're too bad! You're a bad guy! So, Bo Hanchi..."

The girl raised her head, a pair of beautiful apricot eyes opened wide and stared at him directly.

The man in front of him had gentle eyebrows and eyes. Against the road light outside the window, his dark eyes became dark, like a hazy layer of mist, which made people see the depths.

"So what?" Bo Hanchi asked softly.

"So, you have to..."

Before Song Li's words were finished, a rapid mobile phone ring suddenly rang.

In the narrow and quiet carriage, it is particularly harsh.

Song Li was stunned and quickly took out the mobile phone in his bag. He had scolded the person who called her for a long time. When he didn't call, he had to pick this time.

Do you like to fight her?

Without even looking, she put it directly in her ear and asked impatiently, "hello? Who?"

"Ali, I, Qingge, I'm in a bad mood."

Not only the voice of Bo Jiaxiao, but also the noise of heavy metals came from the mobile phone.

This little girl is alone in the bar? Song Li pulled awkwardly at the corners of his mouth. The remaining light from the corners of his eyes secretly glanced at the man around him. He should not have heard!

Song Li leaned slightly, turned his back to the man around him without trace, and deliberately lowered his voice and said, "where are you now?"

"What are you talking about? Can you speak louder! Ali, didn't you have dinner?"

The protest of Bo Qingge immediately came from the handset.

The decibel was very high. Song Li subconsciously took his mobile phone away from his ear.

The sound spread in the narrow carriage in an instant.

For a moment, in addition to the protest of Bo Qingge, it was the music of heavy metals in the bar.

Song Li smiled, with curved eyebrows and eyes, and looked pleasantly at the man around him.

"Ali, what are you doing? I don't think you're dating any man. Just ignore me!"

Song Li only felt the tiger's body shake. Then she saw the man around her bend his mouth,

Before Song Li could react, Bo Xiaoyao on the other end of the mobile phone gave two dissatisfied grunts and said angrily, "Ali, it's wrong for you to do this. Men are big pig hooves. Don't you know?"

Song Li:

Little song, are you sure that your brilliant brother is also a big pig hoof?

For fear that Bo Xiaoyao might be implicated because of her mistakes, she quickly covered the topic of her mobile phone, smiled pleasantly at the men around her, and explained: "brother Bo, little song is not in a good mood. She may drink a little too much. Don't mind what she said!"

After that, he quickly taught Bo Xiaoyao at the end of the mobile phone: "little song, what wine do you drink? Just your drinking capacity."

"Who, who said I'm fine! Didn't I tell you? I, I'm in a bad mood! Xiao Li, I'll limit you to find me in 20 minutes, or... Burp..."

Bo Xiaoyao spoke intermittently. It was obvious that he had really drunk too much.