Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

Ali tightened his heart and subconsciously saved his fist. The man in front of him was not her big brother Bo at all. No, her big brother Bo would never look at her with such eyes.

Yi Xu, sitting in the cab, had parked the car steadily on the side of the road and shouted eagerly, "Miss Ali, hurry to control the young master. The young master may, may be emotionally unstable!"

He didn't say those words after all. The young master may be ill!

It's not easy to control the thin cold pool!

This man was once the top presence in China, the sharp blade of the country and the person who frightened overseas criminals.

Hearing Yi Xu's words, Ali was shocked suddenly. A pair of beautiful apricot eyes narrowed up and stared at the man in front of him.

She took a slow breath and exhaled slowly, trying not to inflame his emotions.

The space in the back of the car is relatively large. Despite this, it still can't be used.

Moreover, Ali didn't think she could control him. She could only find a way to ease his mood, "brother Bo, I'm Ali. Look at me, it's me Ali..."

The man narrowed his eyes, and there was a cold light in his dark eyes.

That look was strange and terrible to Ali. She even wanted to break out of the door.

The idea flashed through her mind and was forcibly pressed back by her.

Ali fiercely closed his eyes, desperately forced himself to calm down, and then recalled his dialogue with Bo Hanchi along the way. She had to find the source to stimulate his emotions.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, starting with the death of Zhong Zifeng.

In other words, this man's death was a great blow to him, or Zhong Zifeng's death aroused his hatred at the bottom of his heart.

"Brother Bo, I'm Ali. Don't do this, will you? I'll be afraid..."

Ali screwed up his eyebrows and stared at him with wet eyes. Tears hung on his thick eyelashes and trembled, as if they would roll down in the next second.

The man in front of him frowned. He suddenly put his hand over his head, clasped his slender fingers on his brain skin, and the cold voice came from the corner of his mouth without warning: "you get off!"

Ali was shocked hard, and a suspicious color flashed in his eyes, "brother bo..."

Then, the man's cold voice roared again: "I let you off, didn't you hear me?"

"No! Brother bo..."

"Get out!"

……

All the four doors were locked from the inside. Ali's small white face was almost pasted on the window. It was cold and ice.

She raised her hands and put them in her mouth for a breath. Then she rubbed the glass window hard to melt the thin layer of frost on it. Only in this way can she see the situation inside.

After a while, the frost on the window was finally cleared, and Ali put his face on it.

At the next moment, the eyes immediately turned red, and the tears rolled down without warning, "pa" on the smooth window, and then flowed down the window.

In the carriage, he curled up in the corner, held his legs with both hands, and buried his head between his knees

That's it. Don't move.

Brother Bo in Ali's memory is noble, cold and strong. He seems to always stand at the top of the pyramid. When others look at him, they need to look up and look up with worship.

But at this moment, he was helpless, at a loss, in pain

Ali pressed her fingers hard. At this moment, she never wanted to be strong enough to protect anyone she wanted to protect.

Instead of being powerless, not watching.

Yi Xu frowned and walked to Ali, looking like he wanted to talk and stop, "Miss Ali, don't look at it. The young master will be well soon, soon."

Ali suddenly raised his head, a pair of beautiful apricot eyes narrowed slightly, looked coldly at Yi Xu and asked, "do you know anything?"

Yi Xu was stunned. Obviously frightened by her eyes, he quickly shook his head and said, "no, I don't know anything." the old lady gave a password, and no one could spread it.

Otherwise, family rules will be handled!

As one of Bo Hanchi's closest people, he naturally can't say anything and dare not say anything.

"Since you don't want to say it, I won't embarrass you, but if brother Bo has a good or bad..."

As soon as she turned, her eyes suddenly became gloomy, the corners of her mouth coldly recalled and said, "housekeeper Yi, you know, if he has something, I'm sure I'll be the first to let you go."

Yi Xu was surprised and chose to hide, "Miss Ali, I really don't know anything, I..."

"You don't need to say anything, just pray that he's okay." Ali didn't look at Yi Xu any more. She picked up her cell phone and found Nanting's contact information in the address book.

She remembered that Nanting was a doctor, and she also studied psychological diseases.

The phone doesn't work!

Looking at the darkening mobile phone screen, Ali dialed again with patience, but no one answered! She was so angry that she burst a rough sentence in her heart, then gave up and continued to call.

She went to the door of the car again. Her little face turned white with cold and stuck it tightly without hesitation. He still curled up in the corner and didn't move at all. The whole person seemed to be wrapped by a silkworm chrysalis.

Ali's chest was stuffy, like a huge stone on it. She even felt that she was about to suffocate.

That feeling

"Brother Bo, you must hold on, you must hold on..."

Tears kept falling, drop by drop, all on the glass window. If he looked up, he would see a familiar little face, red eyes and bleak eyes.

Suddenly, the cell phone in my pocket rang.

Ali was stunned, reached out to wipe away the tears on his cheeks, and quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

Nantin?

"Hello?"

Her voice is a little hoarse.

At the other end of the cell phone, Nanting was stunned. The girl seemed to be crying? She frowned slightly and asked anxiously, "Ali, what's the matter with you? My eldest brother bullied you?"

"I, I'm fine." suddenly remembered something, Ali quickly changed his mind, "no, I have something to find you, Nanting, you tell me, when a person's temperament changes greatly because of something that has been dusty for a long time, or his mood becomes very low, helpless, disappointed and painful..."

Because he was worried, Ali's language was a little confused, "Nanting, tell me, what should I do?"

"Stop! Ali, let me straighten out what you said first. Do you mean that this person has a psychological problem? It's because something that has been dusty for a long time has had a great impact on him in the past. Here, it specifically refers to the psychological impact. Now that thing is mentioned again..."