Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

The building owl looked up and drank all the red wine in the glass. The corners of his mouth aroused a bewitching smile. Even his voice became low: "do you want to try?"

With that, he had stood up and approached Bo Qingge slowly.

The old Buddha frowned coldly and warned, "doctor Lou, you'll pay attention too! They'll be here soon. Don't make trouble." he didn't want anyone to ruin his plan.

The building owl frowned, and the corners of his mouth began to play, "I just scare this girl!"

Bo Qingge was really frightened. Her face was slightly white. She didn't dare to make any more noise and curled up in the corner in fear.

The building owl smiled more and more happily. "Miss Bo, how dare you challenge me with your courage? You are too far from little Ali."

Bo Qingge bit her teeth and stared at the man not far away for fear that he would really do something to her. She was still very young. She didn't want to die, let alone live better than death. She just wanted to live well.

Song Li! It's all because of her

"Dr. Lou, Miss Bo is a very important hostage. If she has something wrong, I can't explain to Song Li."

Facing the warning eyes of the old Buddha, the building owl sighed helplessly, sat back lazily, folded his slender legs, and said, "Miss Bo, don't hate little Ali. She's innocent."

At a glance, he was seen through. Careful thinking, Bo Qingge's face changed greatly, "you, what are you talking about! I didn't hate her..."

The building owl raised his eyebrows, raised a cynical smile at the corners of his mouth and said, "really? What a pity! You can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me."

"You..."

Bo Qingge gnawed his teeth with hatred, but he had nothing to do with him. He could only stare at him with hatred.

……

After getting on the cruise ship, Ali and Bo Hanchi were immediately surrounded by more than a dozen armed bodyguards in black. Bo Hanchi quickly protected Ali in his arms, and a pair of black eyes like hawks and falcons swept the bodyguards coldly.

Ali took a deep breath, gently pulled his sleeve, and then silently shook his head.

"I won't let you do anything."

He whispered.

Ali winked at him playfully. His voice was still soft and waxy without fear. "I know, I believe you too. So, go in! I should see little song soon."

"In fact, I'm just worried about Xiaoge. I'm implicated in her being kidnapped by the old Buddha this time."

Bo Hanchi reached out to touch her head and said softly, "she won't blame you."

Ali pursed her lips and smiled, but her heart was heavy. Won't Xiaoge really blame me? She didn't dare to think about it. All the time, Xiaoge was very kind to her and protected her with everything.

Walking into the hall on the first floor, Ali couldn't help squinting. The light was very soft, but it was still dazzling.

As if aware of her abnormality, Bo Hanchi quickly stretched out his hand to cover Ali's eyes.

His palm was hot and dry, but it was warm for her.

Several people sitting on the sofa heard footsteps and looked at the people who appeared at the door. The old Buddha raised the corners of his mouth with satisfaction. The building owl leaned comfortably against the sofa and was lazy.

As for Bo Qingge, she stood up from the sofa almost subconsciously, and even her breathing became urgent, "brother, save me, save me..."

If it hadn't been for the bodyguard around her, Bo Qingge would have rushed over.

Seeing Bo Qingge unharmed, Ali's hanging heart finally fell back to her chest. She squeezed out a smile, "little song, don't be afraid, we're here to save you!"

Bo Qingge didn't pay attention to Ali. He only red his eyes, stared at Bo Hanchi beside her, trembled and said, "brother, I'm afraid! I don't want to stay here anymore. I want to go home. Will you take me home..."

Bo Hanchi took a look at Bo Qingge, and then looked at the masked man who had been sitting on the sofa watching the play. Although he had not seen the old Buddha, the current situation was completely clear at a glance.

This masked man must be the old Buddha!

The old Buddha raised his head and smiled at the corners of his mouth. The voice processed by the sound transformer sounded very strange: "Bo Shao, as long as you leave Song Li, you can leave here with your sister."

"Brother, I don't want to stay here. Will you take me away?"

Bo Qingge was tearful, and the whole person seemed to be greatly frightened.

Ali lowered her eyes and turned to look at the man around her. She raised her head, stroked his face with her warm palm, and whispered, "you should leave now with a little song. Don't stay more than a minute!"

She was worried that the old Buddha would give birth to other moths.

"Brother, what are you hesitating about? Take me away quickly..." Bo Qingge was very worried. She was worried that song Li would repent.

Thin cold pool frowned, raised his eyes, looked at thin Qingge indifferently, and a cold light flashed across his eyes.

Bo Qingge wanted to leave with all her heart and didn't notice the difference of her eldest brother. She was implicated by Song Li. She was qualified to ask for song Li to replace her. "Ali, the man the Buddha is looking for is you. I am implicated by you. I'm afraid now. I want to go home. I just want to go home..."

Ali just felt very sorry. If Xiaoge didn't get close to her, the old Buddha wouldn't send someone to catch her.

She said quietly, "don't be afraid, little song! I came here with your big brother to save you from leaving."

"Well, what are you doing? Tell the old Buddha to let me go and you stay."

Bo Qingge is impatient and wants to give birth to a pair of wings. She doesn't want to stay in this damn place for a minute.

Ali was slightly stunned. The stunned color in her eyes immediately showed a bitter smile. She was not stupid. Naturally, she felt the little song's resistance to her, and she could not defend herself.

Collect the strange look in the depths of his eyes. Ali raised his eyes and looked at the old Buddha who had not spoken. He looked arrogant, "I've done what you said. You can release people now!"

"Put it! Of course! But you need to do one last thing."

Then the old Buddha winked at the building owl next to him.

Lou Xiao shrugged, obviously unwilling to do such a thing, but who made him owe the old Buddha.

"Little girl, I'm really sorry! I don't want to do that either."

As he spoke, he took out a long prepared needle from his small medicine box.

Ali suddenly narrowed his eyes, and his flawless little face was full of vigilance, "what do you want to do?"

Lou Xiao looked at the old Buddha and sighed helplessly. He was afraid he couldn't wash it when he jumped into the Yellow River.

"Don't be afraid, little girl! It won't hurt your body. It will only make your limbs weak temporarily. You will recover after twenty hours."