Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

After leaving, he turned away and strode outside the hotel.

Ali frowned and touched Shen Fankai's pinched chin. She was so angry that she wanted to scold her mother!

Dongmei hung her eyes, walked quietly to Ali and said carefully, "Miss Ali, isn't that Mr. Shen?"

"Yes! That's him!"

Ali rolled his eyes secretly. No one dared to touch her except him.

Shit! It hurts.

"Miss Ali, you just talked to Mr. Shen..."

Dongmei pursed her lips, as if worried about Ali's unhappiness, and quietly explained: "yes! Half an hour ago, sister Sheng found a reporter squatting at the door of the hotel. She called your cell phone, but no one answered, so she asked me to wait for you."

Ali waved to her, "it's all right." he said, and walked towards the elevator entrance.

Dongmei said, "if sister Sheng asks?"

"Tell the truth."

"Oh."

……

Hotel entrance.

A thin young man proudly looked at the photos in the camera, clear enough! If this material is sent to Yu Jiaxin, she will give him a large reward.

Point! It's worth it. I've been squatting here for so long.

"Camera! Give it to me!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded, pulling Xiao Liu's dream of becoming rich back.

He was stunned, subconsciously raised his head, protected the camera in his arms, strongly stared at the sudden man and asked, "who are you? Why should I give you the camera?"

The man narrowed his eyes, and a cruel breath crossed from the bottom of his eyes, "don't you give it?"

"You, what do you want?"

The next second, Xiao Liu only felt difficult to breathe, and several slender fingers pinched his neck.

Despite this, he still protected the camera, which he spent a full month's salary on. Then, Xiao Liu heard the mocking and cold voice of the man in front of him: "die or hand over the camera! Choose one."

Xiao Liu's face changed suddenly, and the corners of his mouth wriggled, but he couldn't say a word.

My throat hurts. It seems to break.

He didn't believe that the man in front of him dared to kill him like this, but those eyes were really terrible, like the cruelty of the most ferocious beast in the jungle in the face of prey.

Xiao Liu is afraid. He dare not gamble!

The camera, which he held in his arms, fell on the cold concrete floor with a "snap".

The man involuntarily lifted his lips and slowly loosened his fingers.

At that moment, Xiao Liu staggered back a few steps, covering his neck with his hands and coughing painfully.

The man leaned over and picked up the camera on the ground, looked at the photos at random, and then threw his hand on the ground.

The camera fell apart in an instant.

Xiao Liu wants to cry without tears.

"Remember! Don't provoke Song Li unless you're really tired of living." the man's voice like death, like a thunder in spring, exploded in Xiao Liu's ear.

He trembled, "I, I remember."

"Just remember! If there's another time, you'll end up like this camera."

"I dare not, I dare not."

……

The next morning, Ali opened her eyes in a crisp doorbell. She crazily grabbed her head covered by horns.

It happened that the doorbell was consumed with her. If she didn't get up and open the door, the damn doorbell ringer wouldn't stop.

He took a deep breath, struggled to get up, pulled a pair of slippers and reluctantly walked towards the door.

It was already daybreak, and the noon sun came in from the window through a thin layer of white yarn.

The wool carpet was covered with dazzling sunlight.

Ali stood at the door, slightly raised his flawless little face, helplessly looked at the man pestling in front of her, and his good-looking eyes gently blinked, "second senior brother, good morning!"

"It's late. It's already more than eight o'clock! The car sent by Mo konhua has been waiting at the door of the hotel."

The man picked his eyebrows, as gentle and elegant as usual, without the cruelty that threatened Xiao Liu last night.

Ali skimmed his lips and pretended to be pitiful. "Can I not go?"

"No!"

Ignoring the girl's pitiful eyes in front of him, Shen Fankai refused impolitely, "Xiao Li, you promised Mo konghua last night. Besides, aren't you going to develop in the entertainment industry? You'll only be good for you, not bad."

Ali lowered his eyes, breathed out a sigh, and reluctantly promised: "OK! I'll go, I'll go."

"Go wash! I'll wait for you."

With that, he walked over to Ali and sat down in the chair in front of the desk.

The slender legs folded together, the chin lifted slightly, and the warm eyes under the lens looked at her quietly.

It's still a white shirt and black trousers.

Only the top two buttons were left on the shirt, revealing a slightly raised Adam's apple.

His facial features are clean, handsome and delicate, like the exquisite works of art in the master's hands.

For a moment, Ali couldn't help but praise in his heart. What a beautiful skin bag!

She even wondered whether she would like him if she didn't live in the Song family and grew up safely in Ji's family?

When the idea came into my mind, Ali was startled. I wiped it! Song Li, what do you think all day! How can such a thing be if.

In order to cover up her embarrassment, she coldly threw down a sentence: "please wait for me."

Ali is a little hesitant. She just doesn't want to be alone with him.

But, after all, you can't hide!

After simply washing, he changed into a set of clean clothes. He only touched skin care products on his face and was too lazy to make up. In this way, Su's face appeared in front of Shen Fankai.

Shen Fankai raised his head, and the flash of light in his eyes was like a meteor across the sky.

He hung his eyes and smiled at the corners of his mouth, "can we go?"

Ali didn't notice Shen Fankai's look, but said awkwardly, "well, you can go!"

She doesn't like being alone with Shen Fankai. She doesn't like it very much.

An extended Rolls Royce stopped at the door of the hotel.

Seeing Shen Fankai and Ali coming out, the driver who had clubbed by the door quickly met them.

"Mr. Shen, Miss Ji, my master asked me to pick you up."

Shen Fankai nodded at the man, "I see."

Ali remained silent.

Get on the bus and go all the way south.

Nancheng is close to the sea. After passing a section of coastal road, you enter a sea view villa area.

Mr. namo is a proper capitalist. The villa covers a wide area.

The car drove into the gate, and after five or six minutes, it stopped in front of a European building.

Moconhua stood at the door waiting for them.