Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

"So..."

As soon as the conversation turned, Shen Fankai raised his jaw jokingly and looked at Ali with a trace of mockery.

Even if he didn't say the rest, Ali had guessed. He just wanted to hit her and said she couldn't surpass this person.

"Ali, you are still young, only 20. There are infinite possibilities for your future. Why do you want to make your life so boring? You are stuck with him now. Do you want to get married so early? Don't you want to test his feelings for you?"

Shen Fankai lowered his eyelids and sounded earnest.

Whether Shen Fankai was sincere or false, or for other purposes, he succeeded, because Ali never thought about it. When she heard him mention it, she thought he was very reasonable.

She's only twenty. Should she get married so early? She still has a long life. Should she be bound by marriage so early?

At that moment, Ali suddenly felt Shen Fankai, because when she asked herself if she wanted to marry Bo Hanchi now, she hesitated. Hesitation represents reluctance

Seeing that she had been silent, Shen Fankai couldn't help but hook his lips and still looked casual, "you're so smart. You should know your situation as long as you think about it a little."

Shen Fankai is right. She has fallen into a dead end in the imperial capital. The only way out is to leave temporarily.

"Second senior brother, I know what you want to say, but I don't want him to look for me all over the world, so..."

She tilted her lips, a pair of beautiful apricot eyes bent, and playfully winked at him, "you will help me spread the news, won't you!"

Shen Fankai smiled and said solemnly, "younger martial sister wants something. As a senior brother, I will try my best to help you."

Ali sneered with disdain in his heart. His face was still smiling like summer flowers. "Thank you, Second Senior brother. I'll definitely invite you to a big meal when you leave this ghost place."

"Song Li, do you have a feeling that too much debt doesn't pressure you?" Shen Fankai suddenly asked.

On that pair of black eyes like ink, Ali was stunned. A dark light flashed at the bottom of her eyes. She blinked suspiciously. I didn't, I didn't, this is your illusion

"Second elder martial brother, am I so heartless and heartless in your eyes?" Ali Yi looked at him.

Grandpa said that the more guilty you are, the more calm you should be, otherwise it's easy to be seen through.

Shen Fankai replied from kindness: "you still know yourself!"

"You..." Ali choked and couldn't say a word. He widened his eyes and stared at him angrily. He felt that his face was badly beaten.

Shen Fankai raised his eyebrows with an expression of "you don't accept it! Bite me if you don't accept it!".

Ali took a deep breath, smiled instead of anger, and sat down lazily on the other side of the sofa. "Thank you for your praise, Second Senior brother. I will carry forward this fine tradition in the future."

Shen Fankai: "..." he was speechless!

Ali narrowed his eyes and smiled, raised his chin proudly, and looked like "you don't agree! Don't agree to bite me!".

Shen Fankai lost his smile. He suddenly felt that he didn't want to leave here in the next few years.

……

Imperial capital.

For three days, Bo Hanchi only knew that Shen Fankai had taken Ali away. He launched all the active relations in his hands, but he still couldn't find them, let alone where they went.

He hasn't had a good sleep for a long time. His eyes are covered with blood and there is a circle of obvious bruises under his eyelids. He can see at a glance that he is caused by staying up late and lack of sleep.

I don't know who leaked it, or Suqin heard it himself. That evening, she called Bo Hanchi and asked him to go to the old house for dinner in the evening.

On the way, Yi Xu drove attentively and sat in the back row of Bo Hanchi to make phone calls from time to time.

"Young master, sometimes there is no news, which is also good news. At least Miss Ali is safe!"

Yi Xu couldn't bear to see his young master like this. He couldn't help comforting him. Although he knew that his comfort didn't work at all, he just couldn't watch.

Bo Hanchi leaned wearily against the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and gently pressed his finger belly against the center of his eyebrows.

In fact, he didn't know this truth, but he just couldn't forgive himself. Bo Hanchi always thinks he lost Ali. If he doesn't take Ali on the cruise ship, she won't be taken away by Shen Fankai

After all, he didn't protect Ali!

As long as I think of this, that kind of heart eating guilt will rush to him.

Chest pain!

"I'll squint for a while. Call me when it's time."

……

Twenty minutes later.

When Bo Hanchi walked into the living room of the old house, warm was chatting with Mrs. Bo. She raised her eyes and a tall figure broke into her vision without warning.

As many years ago, she first met him.

"Cold, cold pool..." warm Leng for a moment, soon recovered his composure and smiled at him.

In fact, she didn't know that the old lady would call Bo Hanchi back tonight.

Su Qin took her hand and patted it on the back of her hand, indicating that she didn't worry. She was there.

Bo Hanchi went straight in, and there was no fluctuation in that clear and meaningful face. He knew very well in his heart that grandma didn't give up, and tried every means to get him together with warmth.

He suddenly smiled, and even had no strength to refute.

"Grandma." Bo Hanchi went over and sat down, politely greeted Su Qin, and his tone was indifferent and alienated.

Looking at this haggard face, Su Qin made a click in his heart. When he reached his mouth, he turned in his mouth and swallowed it back. He thought to himself: he was not in a hurry for the moment.

"You're finally willing to come back and have dinner with grandma. Chi, calculate for yourself. How long have you been back this time?"

She deliberately used a reproachful tone, just as before.

But Bo Hanchi didn't answer her as before. He just said, "sorry, grandma, I'm a little tired recently. I may have a longer interval in the future."

Su Qin's face changed instantly when he heard the speech, and his questioning voice suddenly rose: "you, what do you mean?"

Thin cold pool raised his eyebrows. He looked lazy on his face, but there was a sharp palpitation.

He smiled and said, "grandma, I'm not interesting. I'm just telling you so that you don't keep calling me. Since you're very busy, you may not receive your call."

If Suqin hadn't understood what her own grandson meant, she would have lived in vain all these years.