Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

In the bathroom, Ali threw aside his thin blanket and stood up straight in front of the washstand, staring blankly at the "strawberries" planted on his skin in the mirror.

This time is better than that morning.

One by one, it is particularly clear on the white skin, adding a bit of ambiguity.

Ali was so angry that he wanted to go crazy, ah! Doesn't that guy know how to control himself?

Take a deep breath and suppress the impulse to beat people. Ali simply took a bath, and then suddenly remembered that she forgot to take her clothes for a change. She immediately reached out and covered her face.

Either go out and get it, or ask the man outside for help.

Ali curled her lips. At the thought of the man's scoundrel, she immediately felt that she had no choice.

Reluctantly, he moved his steps, then opened the door a crack, put out his furry little head, cleared his throat and shouted, "brother Bo, are you still in the room?"

The next second, Ali heard the familiar voice: "take your clothes?"

With a thump in her heart, the white lady turned red in an instant and stuck her neck and said, "yes, I forgot to take my laundry. Can you help me? In my room..."

Before Ali finished speaking, a hand holding laundry had stretched out.

Ali was stunned. A pair of beautiful apricot eyes blinked gently. He was already ready.

On Ali's wet deep eyes, Bo Hanchi's throat tightened. A pair of Zhan black eyes were suddenly dark. He said in a hoarse voice, "all the clothes you want are here. Put them on quickly and don't catch a cold."

Ali bit his lip, quickly stretched out a white and tender arm and grabbed the clothes.

Then I heard the door slamming.

It's loud.

Thin cold pool couldn't help laughing again, and the corners of his mouth slightly stirred up with a very beautiful radian.

A set of lace underwear, white, and a set of beige home clothes

Thinking that he measured her size with the palm of his hand last night, Ali's white cheek turned red again, and several porcelain white front teeth gently bit the corners of his lips. The man was clearly a rogue!

On weekdays, I looked at him as noble and cold, as if he didn't eat fireworks.

In fact, he is an old driver.

Scoundrel!

Hooligans!

When Ali put on his clothes and went out of the bathroom, the rascal in her mouth was sitting comfortably in a chair, his slender legs folded together, busy browsing important emails.

The noon sun is very warm. It passes through the clouds, filters through the light landing screen in front of the window, and quietly falls on the man's wide shoulders, hair tips, and his thick eyelashes

Half in the sun, half in the shadow.

Amethyst Cufflinks glittered against the sun, making his fingers more beautiful.

It seemed that he heard a slight sound of footsteps. The man subconsciously raised his head and aroused a lazy smile from the corners of his mouth.

"Come here." Bo Hanchi waved to Ali.

Alighton paused for a moment, and then walked slowly towards the man not far away. He didn't urge her, but was patient. His dark eyes looked at her meaningfully.

Being looked at by Bo Hanchi, Ali hurriedly accelerated his steps.

As soon as she came to him, she didn't wait for Ali to say anything. She just felt that her slim waist was tight and a warm palm was firmly fastened. Then she landed on a strong thigh accurately.

Ali blushed instantly.

They were clearly close, but she couldn't help blushing. Ali pursed her lips, despised herself in her heart, and kept cheering herself up.

No advice!

"Sit down and I'll blow your hair!"

Looking at the hair dryer that the man was ready for early make complaints about his hands. I couldn't help but Tucao: no wonder I couldn't find the hair dryer. I had been brought to his room long ago.

His fingers were slender and slightly thick. He naturally inserted them into her short hair and rubbed them gently.

The hot wind fell on her neck and ears, itching.

This strange feeling makes Ali feel uncomfortable. He always thinks of those beautiful pictures last night. She hung her eyes and hurriedly said, "you don't have to blow dry completely, half dry."

As soon as the voice fell, Bo Hanchi retorted, "how can half dry! You'll catch a cold."

Ali: "..." was speechless!

Soon, the hair was dry and soft.

Ali thought in his heart that it was good that she had short hair. If it was long hair, he didn't know how long it would take to blow.

Put down the hair dryer in his hand, Bo Hanchi rubbed Ali's soft short hair again, just like he couldn't put it down. Ali turned his mouth, and he had lost his temper.

"Mrs. Bo, your hair has been blown dry. Now it's time to go downstairs for breakfast."

Listening to the unfamiliar and familiar name, Ali looked down at the ring on his neck and smiled in his clear deep eyes. In fact, Mrs. Bo is also a good name.

Thinking of this, she raised her eyes and looked at the thin cold pool. The smile at the bottom of her eyes was like the sunshine in spring.

Warm, bright, beautiful, brilliant

Thin cold pool was slightly stunned, and the tip of his heart suddenly softened. His thick fingers crossed her eyebrows and eyes, her cheeks, and finally stayed on her lips, rubbing and pressing back and forth.

It's itchy.

Ali bit his lower lip, his eyes looked a little sad, and said softly, "Mr. Bo, I'm hungry."

Her voice was soft, like a soft feather, gently and quietly brushed from the tip of his heart. As soon as the man's throat tightened, his dark eyes sank in an instant, and he wanted to hold her up and collide with her.

It seemed that he was aware of the aggressiveness in his eyes. Ali subconsciously wanted to escape. This vision was too familiar. Last night, she just couldn't resist his eyes, and then sank without warning.

Kiss, cover the sky and fall.

Heavy rolling.

The next second, a strange voice suddenly sounded in the room, very clear and abrupt.

Thin cold pool stopped, the corners of his mouth could not help but arouse a smile, and even his eyes dyed a smile.

Ali was not calm for a moment. He covered his face and wanted to dig a hole to bury himself.

Ah Li was even more angry with his smiling black eyes. He only felt that he had been bullied.

She flushed her eyes and stared at him angrily, "I said I was hungry. You had to..."

Bo Hanchi was stunned and couldn't stand it at once, but his eyes were still full of a smile. His powerful arm strongly hugged Ali into his arms and comforted softly: "Mrs. Bo, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Ali couldn't help laughing when he heard the speech, but his face didn't show anything. He only said proudly: "for the sake of Mr. Bo's correct attitude, Mrs. Bo will forgive you this time."

"Then go to breakfast now?"

"Yes."

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