Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

In Ali's life.

The existence of the teenager is like a blood relative. She is the most trusted person in the world.

No one.

When Xiao's mother jumped off a building to commit suicide, she finally breathed a sigh, but said to her: Ali, I can only entrust Xiao to you. You must take good care of him for me

At that time, Xiao Jingxing was also nearby.

That year, he was only ten and she was only twelve.

Thinking about the past, Ali fell asleep again. It was still the picture of Xiao Jingxing being shot. He lay in her arms and she watched his vitality disappear bit by bit

When Bo Hanchi returned to his room, he saw the picture of Ali sleeping.

He looked down at the sleeping skirt on his arm and sighed helplessly. It was estimated that she would not wake up for a while, so he had to put the sleeping skirt on the chair first.

Then he turned and went to the bathroom to wash.

The man came out of the bathroom in a set of plaid pajamas with light steps for fear of waking the sleeping girl.

When he got to the bed, he stopped and opened the quilt quietly.

A pair of small feet as smooth as suede white jade broke into his vision without warning.

Thin cold pool was stunned for a moment, and that pair of dark eyes suddenly became dark, and the raised Adam's apple turned slightly invisibly.

He gently collected his eyes, pressed down the abnormality at the bottom of his heart, and covered the quilt without trace.

Then he lay down beside her with light hands and feet.

A night without a dream.

The next morning.

When Ali opened her eyes, a Yingmei's face burst into her eyes. She subconsciously opened the quilt and took a sneaky look at her body.

Fortunately, nothing happened!

She took a long breath and carefully moved to the bed. She had to leave before he woke up.

But Ali didn't think of it. Just after she moved a little, a strong arm suddenly stretched out and grabbed her slender waist without warning.

Then, forcefully bring her into a hot chest.

In a moment, Ali was stupid.

Although there was a layer of silk quilt between them, she could still clearly hear his heartbeat, beating her weak eardrum like a drum.

She raised her small head, a pair of beautiful apricot eyes opened wide, and stared at the handsome face in front of her.

He pulled the corners of his mouth, smiled awkwardly and said, "thin, cold pool, good morning!"

"Well, good morning!"

The man didn't seem to sleep very well last night. There was a very light shadow on his eyelids.

Ali smiled again, her good-looking eyes narrowed slightly, and she wanted to take it off from his arms.

"I, I'm going to be late. I have to get up quickly."

"I won't be late."

"But..." but I just want to get up!

Ali lowered his head and helplessly closed his eyes. Would they look too close together? If we go further, we may even have children.

Bo Hanchi doesn't know, and doesn't want to know for the time being. What's in Ali's mind, but he really wants to press the girl around him and love her well.

He lowered his eyes, collected the strange touch in the depths of his eyes, crossed the girl's smooth forehead with a warm finger belly, and deliberately said carelessly: "Ali, tell me, how many times have you slept with me? Do you want to think about how to be responsible?"

The girl choked.

She blinked suspiciously. She was a little crazy. Suddenly she blurted out: "Bo Hanchi, I'm not over 20 years old. Shouldn't you be responsible for me?"

The man suddenly smiled and stopped Ali's slender arm. He couldn't help tightening his voice to the extreme: "of course, if you want me to be responsible..."

Ah Li was stunned by the deep black eyes of the man in front of him, as if he suddenly remembered something.

Pit!

Giant pit!

She almost fell in.

Ali's heart jumped, and his little face turned red. He quickly stretched out his hand to block his mouth and eagerly stopped him: "stop! Don't say any more, don't say any more..."

Her face has always been thin. When he teased her so much, her little face had already looked like sunset glow.

The man's broad palm took advantage of the situation to hold the white and tender hand and tightly saved it in his heart.

His deep black eyes quietly looked at the girl in his arms. The eyes were meaningful. Bo Hanchi asked, "then you say, am I responsible or are you responsible?"

Ali grinned and swallowed hard. He said solemnly, "I, I am responsible."

Seeing that she finally loosened her mouth, Bo Hanchi picked his eyebrows and his thin lips happily recalled, "Ali, who am I after that?"

"Of course, yes..."

"Boyfriend" is a word that Ali Leng can't say. He just feels unrealistic and like a dream.

Bo Hanchi was so anxious that he couldn't help urging: "Ali, what is it? Huh?"

The ending was deliberately prolonged by him, tactfully and without deep meaning.

The girl was stunned. She hung her eyes and didn't dare to look at those dark pupils.

At a glance, Ali felt that he would sink hopelessly.

A familiar mobile phone ring suddenly rang, which was particularly abrupt in the quiet bedroom.

The man frowned coldly, and his eyes flashed cold.

Ali pursed her lips, held back a trace of happiness in her heart, and quietly reminded her, "your cell phone is ringing."

"I know."

"Then why don't you pick it up?"

"I don't want to answer."

Ali choked and rolled his eyes. Is a big man so proud? In fact, it's nothing if you don't answer. You just hang up! Don't answer and hang up like you

The man's thin lips were hooked and bewitched with a smile: "why don't you pick it up for me?"

Ali was stunned. He didn't think he would say so. After all, it was his private phone, not his work phone. If it was a work phone, it was nothing, but his private phone

After thinking about it, she asked half jokingly, "are you sure you want me to answer? In case it's yours..."

"What's mine?"

On the pair of black eyes like an abyss, Ali's heart jumped, couldn't wait to move away his eyes and muttered, "no, nothing, I'll take it now!"

With that, she picked up her mobile phone and looked down at the lit mobile phone screen.

Jiang Yuan?

Ali frowned, nibbled at the corners of his lips, glanced at the man around him secretly, smiled and said, "it's Miss Jiang Yuan. You'd better take it yourself!"

"Then tell me who I am now, or what is our relationship now?"