Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

"Not yet?" the man raised his chin, eyes slightly restrained, and said in a proud and critical tone.

After finishing his words, he took the lead towards the door.

For fear of provoking him again, Song Li secretly wrinkled his nose, took a deep breath, calmed his mood and quickly followed up.

"Ding Dong..."

Suddenly, a crisp door bell rang.

Song Li was stunned. She was in a panic. She didn't check for a moment. She immediately hit a hard and wide back. The pain made her quickly cover her forehead and tears were falling.

But even if she counseled, she dared not say a word of complaint in front of him.

"It hurts?"

The man's low voice sounded above her head.

Song Li gave a dull hum, lowered his head and didn't speak.

Suddenly, a big, broad hand stretched out, and the slightly cocooned finger abdomen grabbed her jaw strongly, forcing her to raise her head.

Without warning, Song Li bumped into a pair of dark and deep Zhan black eyes. Her heart jumped and quickly lowered her eyes.

Then, the man's familiar voice fell in her ear: "well, remember this lesson, so as not to bump into others next time."

Song Li didn't dare to say anything, so he had to keep holding it.

"Ding Dong..." the crisp door bell rang again.

Song Li was stunned again. Her heart almost jumped out of her throat. She stretched out her hand to poke away the man in front of her, ran quickly to the door, calmed down and said, "brother Bo, I'll open the door!"

We must not let Bo San see her and Bo Hanchi appear in the room at the same time, otherwise we really can't explain what happened last night.

Brother Bo? The man gently collected his eyes and flashed interest at the bottom of his eyes.

Song Li opened the door carefully and glanced at it. I'll go! No one? Just as she was about to retract her head, her forehead was patted by a hand that suddenly stretched out. Then, a beautiful face broke into her vision, "aunt and grandmother..."

Song Li was like seeing a ghost. Her pupils widened and scared her to close the door.

"Sleeping trough! Song Li, what are you doing?" the thin three outside the door looked confused and almost flattened his nose by the door.

"What's the matter?" the man asked in a low voice over her head.

Song Li Zhan raised his head gingerly and grinned. His eyes fell on his good-looking jaw. He didn't dare to look into his eyes. He secretly prayed that Bo Sanneng had a good connection with her heart, and hurried away. But he lied quietly: "you rang the wrong doorbell."

"Brother Bo, you must be thirsty, right? Sit down and drink some water first."

Bo Hanchi didn't say anything. He just stared at Song Li with condescending eyes.

Even if he didn't say a word, the dignity and strength revealed from him, intentionally or unintentionally, was enough to make anyone soften their knees and bend their spine.

At the moment of the pair of deep eyes, Song Li only felt cold at the bottom of her heart, and there was a trace of uncontrollable guilt.

Cough

She didn't know what she was feeling guilty about, but the more she looked at Bo Hanchi's black pupils, the stronger the feeling of feeling guilty.

It's like, it's like she really did something sorry for him behind his back.

"You, aren't you thirsty?"

Anyway, first stabilize the man. Bo San, why don't you get out of here! Or miss Ben will be killed by you.

Song Li bit her lower lip. She didn't drink water all morning. Her lips were a little dry. She unconsciously stretched out her tongue and licked her lips.