Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

Thin meteorite's face changed in an instant, and a sharp color flashed in his seemingly turbid eyes.

He lowered his eyes, smiled, and said quietly, "the owner, Miss Ali, please come and sit in the house. I will explain this to you and try to satisfy you."

Bo meteorite didn't expect that Bo Yuyang would be so stupid that he couldn't kidnap when he saw the money. After knowing the girl's identity, he wanted to kill him!

Is his brain full of paste?

Ali glanced at the man around him. He just looked at her and looked at each other for half a second. Ali couldn't help bending his lips, hanging his head and following the man, walked towards the door of the villa.

Seeing that they promised to come down, Bo meteorite's hanging heart immediately fell back to his chest. He winked at the housekeeper around him and hurriedly followed up.

"Master, Miss Ali, please sit down! Mama Li, hurry to serve tea to the guests!"

Thin meteorite ordered in an orderly manner, and the weathered face was piled with an unassuming smile.

From beginning to end, don't show any panic.

Ali obediently sat down beside Bo Hanchi. With a pair of beautiful apricot eyes, he hit everything around without trace. Suddenly, four words "return to nature" appeared in his mind.

The Chinese style is pure and antique.

"Guest, please drink tea!" after a while, the servant came up with a tea cup.

Ali nodded his thanks and quietly hid the abnormality from his eyes without any worry.

The man beside her seemed careless. He gracefully picked up the tea, smelled the tea fragrance, took a sip, and gently put it back in the distance. The tone was light: "Sir, your tea is Longjing Yuqian tea!"

Bo meteorite was stunned. He immediately smiled and said, "the owner of the house is really knowledgeable. I got this tea inadvertently a few years ago. I've been cherishing it at home and can't bear to take it out to drink."

Thin cold pool light Lian Mou color, smiled carelessly, "that's cheap for me this time."

"The master joked. I should have touched the master's light. If the master hadn't come to my cold house, I wouldn't want to take out this Longjing Yuqian tea."

In front of the man in front of him, Bo meteorite didn't dare to ask for a big meal. Although he didn't send anyone to the host's dinner in recent years, he called in person every year to greet him, and the annual bonus was sent to the imperial capital in order to paralyze him.

But, who could have thought, finally let him come to Yucheng in person.

Thinking of this, Bo meteorite couldn't help looking at the girl not far away. It clearly looked innocent, but she personally took someone to destroy Boden and robbed their family's largest jade mine.

As before, the local government still did not dare to intervene, claiming that Boden died in a civil strife.

It's such a person that no one else can hide, but Bo Yuyang tried his best to hit him.

A middle-aged man like a housekeeper came in and said something in Bo meteorite's ear.

Soon, he went out again.

Thin meteorite drooped his eyes, tightened his old face and said, "master, Miss Ali, I said I would give you an explanation about my unworthy son Bo Yuyang."

Ali shrugged and smiled noncommittally, "Sir, I'm looking forward to it."

On the pair of playful deep eyes, Bo meteor's heart jumped, forced down his dissatisfaction and anger, and made a gesture to the middle-aged man pestling at the door, "come in!"

As soon as the voice fell, the middle-aged man walked in with Bo Yuyang and stood in the middle with low eyebrows and heads.

Bo Yuyang was severely warned. At the moment, he didn't dare to be silent. He drooped his head listlessly. He didn't even dare to look at it. He sat in his upper right corner and hurt his girl.

Thin meteorite flashed cold light at the bottom of his eyes and said in a dignified and unassuming manner: "master of the house, Miss Ali, people are already here. I have no objection to your disposal."

As he spoke, he stared angrily at Bo Yuyang and spoke in a very angry tone: "smelly boy, don't you kneel down and confess to the owner and miss Ali?"

Bo Yuyang didn't dare to resist at all. With a "plop", his knees immediately knelt on the ground, which made him cry again and again.

After a while, he held back the sharp pain and said in a trembling voice, "master, Miss Ali, it's my clumsy eyes. I, I don't dare anymore. Please surround me!"

Thin cold pool drooped his eyes, gracefully picked up the tea, and was silent without saying a word.

He smiled at once and immediately understood what he meant. The thin meteorite also understood that it was a big thing. It has the final say of Miss Ali's mood.

She raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth stirred up evil spirits, "will you spare me?"

Bo Yuyang was so happy that he thought he could escape. He nodded like a chicken cutting rice.

Suddenly, the girl's face became cold and hazy. She looked at the greasy middle-aged man kneeling on the ground with a smile and said coldly: "thin Yuyang, if I fell on your hand at that time, would you surround me?"

Bo Yuyang immediately choked and a touch of fear flashed across his eyes.

I'm sure I won't be merciful. Not only did I rob the Amethyst, but also I had to rob her color

Because he knew very well that as long as he gave the Amethyst to the old man, his position in the family would rise day by day. Maybe when the old man died, he would be the man in power of the Bo family in Yucheng.

"Miss Ali, there must be a misunderstanding between me and you. How can you fall into my hands!"

"What happened last night was even more a misunderstanding. I was worried that it would be difficult for you to go at night, so I wanted to send someone to escort you back to Yucheng. Everyone here knows that the road is not peaceful, especially at night, someone will rob passing vendors."

Death can't admit that he did those things. As long as he bites to death and doesn't admit that he did those things, neither the owner nor others can do anything to him!

This is what the old man told him last night. I thought the old man would abandon him. I didn't expect that the old man gave him a great idea. He didn't admit it even if he died.

Ali suddenly narrowed her eyes and smiled. She was not stupid. Naturally, she knew he didn't want to admit it.

She got up from her chair, walked a few steps to Bo Yuyang, stared down at him and said meaningfully, "it was a misunderstanding! Didn't I make a mountain out of a molehill?"

On that pair of dark and cold deep eyes, Bo Yuyang only felt a chill on his back, bit his teeth and said, "Miss Ali, anyway, it's my fault. I didn't explain it to you."

"Since you admit that you are wrong, you will be punished if you are wrong. Should you have no opinion?"