Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

She didn't dare to be silent or move. She just leaned quietly against his chest for fear that her recklessness would break the dream.

In Ali's eyes, the man in front of him has always been omnipotent. He is proud and introverted, but he is bound to get what he wants and has never missed.

At that time, they hated him, envied him, and even felt jealous.

In her heart, he is God, which makes her fear and fear, but worship silently.

A very contradictory psychology.

Seeing that the girl in her arms had been silent, Bo Hanchi couldn't help bending the corners of her lips, gently rubbed the back of her head, then reluctantly released her, and helped her talk about her short hair falling in front of her forehead.

He looked at the girl in front of him, smiled and said, "silly girl, let's go back! You have to cooperate with the crew of young assassin at 10 a.m. tomorrow."

"I..."

She should respond to what he said earlier.

It happened that the man seemed to be suffering from amnesia. In a twinkling of an eye, he seemed to forget what he said.

Ali was dissatisfied, but he didn't know how to speak. He just felt that it was wrong to speak.

She was silent all the way.

In the narrow carriage, the atmosphere was somewhat solidified.

Until the black SUV drove into the garage of Bo mansion, Ali quickly untied his seat belt, then pushed open the door and went out. He took a big step and came out of the garage in a short time.

Looking at the back integrated into the night, Bo Hanchi picked his eyebrows and silently bent his lips.

Then he hurried to catch up.

"Miss Ali, young master, you are back!"

Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang haven't rested yet. Seeing them appear in the living room one after another, they hurried forward.

Ali instantly changed a smiling face, "Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhang, you haven't rested so late?"

"We're all old and don't get much sleep," said Aunt Zhang with a smile. "By the way, Miss Ali, would you like to have some supper? I can go to the kitchen now."

"No, I'm not hungry." she had a full meal at night and still didn't feel fully digested.

Bo Hanchi also refused the proposal of having supper and followed Ali upstairs.

Aunt Zhang and Uncle Zhang looked at each other and saw worry in each other's eyes.

"Old man, young master won't quarrel with Miss Ali? I look at Miss Ali's face."

"I said, old lady, you are so fond of thinking. How can our young master be willing to bully Miss Ali! I thought that Miss Ali had a conflict with her family. You don't know about the Song family."

"Yes! If the Song family were still there, Miss Ali would not be like this."

"Who says no! No matter how good our young master is to miss Ali, this is not her home after all, and our young master and Miss Jiang Yuan... In short! Old lady, we can't control this matter."

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In fact, Ali was angry with herself. She must have been caught in the crack of the door before she said that to Starscream and took him as a bet, even if she was sure she would win.

But what if she loses!

She is risking him and her future, because once she loses, she must disappear into his world.

Since then, there has been no intersection between them.

Especially when I heard him say, Ali, I haven't liked anyone before. You are the first and have always been you. I'm afraid that if I don't do well enough, you will think that love is just so.

At that moment, she was so regretful that her intestines were blue that she even felt that she had no face to face him again.

Entering the room, Ali subconsciously turned around to lock the door.

But she didn't want to. A wide palm blocked the crack of the door. She was stunned. Before she could recover, the man at the door took the opportunity to push again.

Ali was caught off guard. The door was pushed open in an instant. She staggered and took a few steps back.

Bo Hanchi immediately flashed in. At the same time, he quickly locked the door.

On that pair of black eyes, Ali bit the corners of his lips, frowned and asked, "what are you doing in here?"

Looking at the girl with a tight face in front of her, Bo Hanchi sighed slightly, raised his hand, the generous palm fell strongly on her head, and rubbed it gently back and forth.

He hung his eyes and said helplessly, "you little heartless, forget what you promised me?"

Ali was stunned and his eyes flashed suspicious.

Thin cold pool suddenly sneered and felt the anger in her body, which was picked up by her in an instant.

He loosened the buttons on his collar neatly.

Looking at it from Ali's point of view, I could clearly see his Adam's apple rolling slightly and a piece of honey skin. If the buttons of his shirt were loosened a few more

Er, Ali was stunned by his thoughts,

For fear of being discovered by him, she quickly lowered her eyes, lowered her head quietly, and muttered in a low voice, "what did I promise you?"

When the man heard the speech, Zhan's black eyes darkened instantly. He walked in front of her a few steps. Ali was surprised and quickly stepped back, his back just against the cold and hard wall.

No refund!

Ali hung his head, several porcelain white front teeth, gently bit the corners of his lips, and his eyes dodged.

Bo Hanchi put his hands through her shoulders, and the palm with a thin cocoon pressed against the wall behind her.

He lowered his head, a pair of deep eyes, such as the black hole in the universe that can devour all things, and condescended to condense her, "Ali, it seems that you really forgot what you promised me."

The man's low voice fell gently in her ear.

Ali suddenly breathed and thought of something. She subconsciously raised her head and just looked at a pair of eyes with deep meaning.

She remembered that when he promised to take Zhuang Xiaoyu in, he offered to let her sleep with him.

Drooping his eyes, Ali summoned up the courage to apologize: "brother Bo, I'm sorry..."

Thin cold pool raised his eyebrows, "well, then?"

Ali choked for a moment, dropped his head without trace, his ear tip was slightly hot, and said, "the bed is right there. After you wash, you can lie down and sleep."

After a pause, she felt that she had spoken too implicitly, and blushed and added, "I have to wash before I go to bed."

The girl in front of him bowed her head. He could only see her small hairy head and soft short hair filled with the smell of very light shampoo.

Bo Hanchi suddenly stretched out his hand, firmly pressed her into his arms, and fondly rubbed her short hair. "Then I'll go back to my room to wash and come back to you later."

Ali lowered his head and gave a gentle, um, sound. A small white face had already been thoroughly red.

He bowed his head and kissed her on the forehead again, and then turned away.

Watching the door slowly close, Ali wanted to dig a hole and bury himself.

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