Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

Looking at the back of the man who left in a hurry, Ali narrowed his eyes and laughed with ridicule.

She raised her head, looked at the afterglow in the sky with a smile and whispered: "Xiao Jingxing, when you come back, you must be grateful to me! You don't see what Xiao Ya and Zhang Yun are angry with me!"

Not far away, a private car stopped by the side of the road. Bo Lin frowned. Everyone had gone. What was she doing standing there alone!

He immediately fell down the window, put his elbow on the window, put out a small half of his head, picked up the corners of his mouth meaningfully, took out his mobile phone and aimed the camera at the girl not far away.

"Stand still!"

Ali was stunned, subconsciously turned his head, turned his eyes at him angrily, "why?"

Thin Pro eyebrow tip a pick, and ruffian gas ground hit a ring finger, "perfect!"

Ali saw the mobile phone in Bo Lin's hand and the smile in his eyebrows. The next second, she ran quickly, "I wipe! You boy secretly photographed me!"

"Who secretly photographed you?"

You can't admit it! With her urine, she will delete the picture of his cell phone.

Bo Lin unswervingly protected his mobile phone like a cub.

Ali narrowed his eyes and smiled. The corners of his mouth fished. He didn't continue to rob his mobile phone. He only asked meaningfully, "Bo Lin, do you like me?"

Bo Lin immediately choked and swallowed hard.

He was still protecting his mobile phone, but he was completely slack at this moment. He couldn't believe staring at the girl in front of him, then stretched out his fingers to the tip of his nose, smiled twice reluctantly, and asked, "I, I'll like you?"

Ali hissed slightly, raised his flawless little face and smiled at Bo Lin, "I said Bo Lin, Miss Ben looks good and has a good hand. Why won't you like me?"

When she asked, Bo Lin's cheeks were slightly hot, his neck was stuck, and he said stubbornly, "anyway, he won't!"

Ali raised his eyebrows, "ha ha! I'll believe you, it's strange!"

Bo Lin said softly. He was obviously stimulated by Ali's unexplained self-confidence. He looked away proudly. While skillfully starting the vehicle, he said carelessly: "I really don't like you! You don't use your head to think about it. Which man would like a woman stronger than he should? Isn't it blocking himself?"

Hearing Bo Lin's words, Ali's hanging heart immediately fell back to his chest. His good-looking eyes narrowed slightly, "Xiao Lin, Miss Ben is waiting for you!"

Bo Lin was stunned. He didn't return to his mind for a moment. He glanced suspiciously at the girl around him.

Without waiting for him to say anything, Ali leaned comfortably on the seat, pointed his white fingers to the front, hooked his mouth maliciously, and said, "Xiao Linlin, let's go to the Mei Garden."

"Song Li, discuss it. Can you stop calling me Xiao Linlin? I'm a boy who wants face!"

Bo Lin was really hard to accept the nickname Song Li gave him. Every time he said it from her mouth, his goose bumps stood up.

Ali smiled, lifted his long bangs, turned his head and said, "Xiao Linlin, you are a defeated general. How can you ask so much!"

Bo Lin: "..." was speechless!

Seeing that Bo Lin didn't say anything, Ali proudly raised the corners of his lips and smiled almost from his eyes.

The car was boring. Ali took out his mobile phone and just got ready to open wechat, he received an unread message.

A wild horse: aunt and grandma, what are you doing?

Looking at the familiar dialog box displayed on the mobile phone screen, Ali rubbed his eyes hard for fear that he was wrong, Bo San! He sent me a message! Is he really out of Jiang Yuan's control?

At the thought of this, Ali recalled Zhuang Xiaoyu's words. As long as Jiang Yuan died, Bo Chengdong would be fine.

Now, Jiang Yuan is really dead, and Bo San seems to be back to normal.

After hesitating for a while, Ali sent the video call. Soon, a handsome face and a pair of slender peach eyes flashed a smile on her mobile phone screen.

"Auntie and grandma, do you miss young master Ben?"

At the other end of the mobile phone, Bo San began to tease Ali again, as if he had forgotten his brother's warning.

Ali hissed and gave him a bad look. "Yes! I miss you." he missed the normal Bo San and the Bo San who held her in the palm of his hand.

"Since you think so, young master Ben, why don't you give you a chance to invite you to dinner tonight?"

"I have an appointment!"

As soon as Ali said he had an appointment, Bo San was not calm.

"I have an appointment? As far as I know, the person you asked me out is not the eldest brother! He has been very busy these two days, either in the company or on the way to the funeral home."

Ali stared at Bo San, "can't I ask someone else except him?"

"Yes! Why not! Ask anyone if you like!"

"I love to hear that!"

"By the way, you should be all right after dinner! Go to the imperial court in the evening?"

Ali hesitated and immediately promised: "no problem, I'll find you later. By the way, Zhuang Xiaoyu, you should remember! I'll take her back."

"Zhuang Xiaoyu?"

"Yes! It's Zhuang Xiaoyu. You saw it last time in the imperial dynasty."

At the other end of the mobile phone, Bo Chengdong frowned, and the center of his eyebrows almost twisted into the word "Chuan", as if he could not remember, "my little aunt and grandmother, do you remember correctly! When did I know a girl named Zhuang Xiaoyu?"

"Either, or she doesn't have any characteristics, so I don't remember her."

Ah Li was slightly stunned and his eyes flashed dark. Did he forget something during the period when he was hypnotized by Jiang Yuan?

"Well, maybe she doesn't have any characteristics!" she smiled perfunctorily.

"It doesn't matter if it's not special. Your friend is my friend. Take her back and I'll get to know her again."

"OK! I'll take her."

"That's settled. Talk back."

"Well, talk back."

……

After cutting off the video chat, Ali immediately picked up his mobile phone and called Zhuang Xiaoyu.

No answer? She could not help but frown. Just when she was losing patience, a familiar voice came from the handset: "Hello!"

"Zhuang Xiaoyu, you finally answered the phone, or you would have missed a chance to meet your male god." Ali raised his lips slightly and smiled very comfortably.

"He asked you to dinner?"