Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

At that time, she was still young. Her name was song Jingye's father. Every sound was very sweet and greasy. She also liked to act like a spoiled child in his arms. He seemed to like her very much

For more than ten years, song Ruoshui didn't know that he had a woman outside. The woman gave birth to a clever daughter, only one year younger than her. Finally, the woman killed her.

And he helped cover up the truth in order to get the inheritance.

At this moment, Song Li's anger was like the storm swept by a hurricane.

If song Jingye stands in front of her, she can't guarantee that she won't kill him.

Under the pressure of the anger in his heart, Song Li took a deep breath, and the corners of his mouth aroused a cold and cynical smile, but his tone was light: "are you at home now? Let's meet and have a good chat!"

Hearing Song Li's proposal to meet, song Jingye was immediately filled with joy. As long as she was willing to come back, he had a way to convince her. The girl was like a fool! He is reckless and impulsive. He always thinks he is smart. In fact, he is as stupid as a pig.

He thought like this in his heart. At the same time, the corners of his mouth showed ridicule and pride. He hurriedly said, "yes! Yes, Ali, will you come back now?"

Ali gently collected his eyes and said faintly, "well, go back now."

"Well, dad will wait for you to come back."

After hanging up the line, song Jingye finally fell back with a hanging heart and immediately hugged the winter plum sitting on the sofa looking at him admiringly.

Dongmei gently whined, a pair of soft, boneless soft Yi, gently circled song Jingye's neck, and asked in a charming voice, "did the eldest lady promise to come back?"

"What a big lady! It's just a wild seed!" Sang sung Ying, hum, and said, "wait till she comes back and see how I can get rid of her! Don't think that there's thin cold pool backing up, just enter my song house's door, has the final say."

Dong Mei's eyes changed slightly, but he still laughed and said, "well, I'll listen to you. You has the final say."

"Ah Mei, do you know what I like most about you?"

Looking at the clever little woman in his arms, song Jingye suddenly felt very satisfied and secretly determined to live a good life with Dongmei and his son after the crisis of the Song family passed.

Dongmei was stunned for a moment. The dark color flashed across her eyes, but she still smiled on her face.

She tilted her head and looked at the man in front of her admiringly. Her fingers gently scratched on his chest and asked, "brother song, what do you like most about me?"

"I like you to be obedient, considerate and considerate..."

Song Jingye only felt numb all over, like an electric shock. His eyes at Dongmei suddenly became different. This little woman is so grinding.

Dongmei gathered her eyes and red lips to arouse a charming smile.

"You little goblin, don't stop at all! When I finish dealing with song Li's wild seed, I'll go back and clean you up immediately."

"Brother song, you can't work too hard. I'm pregnant with your baby son!"

"I know! You go to the room first."

……

All the way, the road lights on both sides of the road are like flying white practice.

After hanging up the line, Ali didn't say a word. She kept pressing her anger and hatred in her heart for fear that she wouldn't help shouting.

She lowered her head and her short hair just covered her sight.

Bo Hanchi drove very seriously, but he listened to everything Ali said to song Jingye just now. He was very angry, but he tried to suppress it.

He turned his head and looked thoughtfully at the girl around him with his deep eyes like a silent ancient well.

After a while, Bo Hanchi asked quietly, "Ali, are you hiding something from me?"

The girl was slightly stunned, and her eyes flashed away.

"If you don't want to say it, I won't force you. But, Ali, I still hope you can tell me, will you tell me?"

When he said the last sentence, Bo Hanchi suddenly stepped on the brake, and the speeding SUV stopped in the middle of the road at the fastest speed.

Because of the violent inertia, Ali suddenly leaned forward. The seat belt was stretched and fixed her firmly. A pair of white and soft Yi subconsciously butted on the platform.

The sudden braking made the car behind almost rear end.

But as soon as people saw the license plate number, they didn't dare to say anything.

Ali was also frightened.

At that moment, the car accident five years ago, like a terrible and devastating hurricane, swept her to an unconscious body.

Ali seemed silly. She stared blankly at the front. The beautiful apricot eyes were now as desolate as the fields in the cold winter.

No grass, no life.

Looking at the girl who didn't move around, Bo Hanchi suddenly regretted.

"Ali, Ali..."

He called her name softly, in a low, Husky and magnetic voice.

Ali's eyes were full of blood, boundless blood, and his nose was full of a strong smell of blood, Mommy, Mommy

The blood on her forehead fell drop by drop, all on her face.

Sticky.

The eyes were also covered with thick blood.

Bo Hanchi's heart almost jumped to his throat. He couldn't help it anymore. He leaned over and untied Ali's seat belt.

Just about to reach out and hold her, Ali turned his head. His empty and desolate eyes coagulated the worried face in front of him for a moment.

Ali suddenly smiled and tears rolled down from his eyes without warning.

"Ali..."

Bo Hanchi felt a pain in his heart. He only felt that a big hand firmly grabbed his heart, and then tore it hard. The pain made him feel difficult to breathe.

The next second, he hugged her recklessly and murmured, "Ali, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

For a moment, an illusion suddenly came into his mind.

He seems to be losing her.

Ali's chest was stuffy, like a blocked water pipe. She heard the man around her apologizing to her. Did he do anything wrong?

She held out her hand, put her palm on his chest, then pulled the corners of her mouth very hard and carefully explained, "I, I'm fine."

"Ali, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I forgot..."

What else did Bo Hanchi want to say? His mouth was blocked by a cool little hand. Then he heard a trembling and painful voice: "don't say, please, don't say."

When Bo Hanchi felt a pain, he immediately held Ali's hand, saved it very hard, and then put it on his forehead.

Ali struggled slightly, but he held it tighter and tighter. Ali sighed helplessly, and the corners of his mouth opened a tiny arc, "I, I'm really fine, but I was scared just now."