Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

Seeing that Zhang Xueli had been immersed in the sadness she had created, Ali hooked the corner of her mouth, smiled and said, "please continue your performance."

Er, Zhang Xueli was stunned for a moment. Her misty eyes flashed suspicious light and said timidly, "Miss Song, what do you mean?"

Ali leaned back comfortably and looked lazy. "It means literally. You shouldn't not understand it? I remember you said you were a college student just now. Are college students so illiterate now?"

Zhang Xueli choked. She just wanted to say something, but she heard Song Li casually say, "you said you didn't care about your life or death in order to tell me this. Shouldn't you seize the opportunity you won by taking such a risk? After all, I'm very busy."

"Miss Song, you may have misunderstood me. I don't mean anything else. I just don't want you to misunderstand me and brother bo..."

Zhang Xueli seemed worried, but she was interrupted in the middle of the conversation. Ali sighed slightly, and the corners of her mouth began to play, "what's your name?"

In my heart, I was slightly stunned. I didn't know why, but I still answered her, "my name is Zhang Xueli."

"Miss Zhang, right? Let me ask you a question. Who do you think is more beautiful than you?"

Ali raised his eyebrows and the pear vortex in the corners of his mouth was shallow.

Zhang Xueli was stunned again. She just felt the thunder rolling and refreshing the three views. Why is this man so thick skinned! She even asked such a question. Doesn't she just want me to answer her? Is she beautiful?

"What? Miss Zhang, can't you even see this? That is to say, your eyes are really bad!"

After a pause, Ali continued carelessly: "what kind of man is Bo Hanchi? As long as he wants, what kind of woman does he have? Up to the daughter of a worthy celebrity, down to... Like you, you think you are a bit beautiful, and then give yourself a brain supplement. So, do you think you are qualified to stand beside him?"

Zhang Xueli bit her teeth and her face became extremely ugly.

Zhang Xueli didn't expect that the woman in front of her was so shameless! Unexpectedly, she can keep putting gold on her face. She can't stand Song Li.

"Miss Zhang, don't look at me like that! It's normal for you to like Bo Hanchi. After all, looking at the whole imperial capital, there are not many men like him, especially those who can be contacted by people like you. If I were you, I would seize the opportunity."

Ali suddenly felt that Zhang Xueli was very poor. What did she do when she had nothing to do!

Even if you can't help showing off in front of her, you have to inquire about her character in advance! It's so ugly to rush over so recklessly.

After being taught by Song Li for so long, Zhang Xueli was so angry that she bit her back alveolar. Finally, she couldn't bear it and stared at her angrily, "you, you don't deserve thin Shao!"

Ali was stunned at first, and immediately burst into laughter. After a while, she stopped laughing, took a playful look at Zhang Sydney and said; "As far as your IQ is concerned, I really don't pay attention to you. By the way, if you really like Bo Hanchi, I'll give you a way."

"If you like this, find a chance to strip yourself off, and then stand in front of him. If he sleeps you, it means that you still have a little hope. If you don't even look at you..."

Ali crooked his red lips with evil spirit, and a pair of clear deep eyes flashed evil light.

Zhang Xueli blushed and wanted to dig a seam into it. Song Li's eyes were too sharp, especially when she looked at her.

She opened her mouth and wanted to say something. She didn't forget her purpose of looking for song Li.

"Miss Song, you said so much, just because you think brother Bo can't like me, because you are narcissistic and proud. You think I'm not as good as you, so even if brother Bo likes me, you can't admit it, because you think you have no face."

As soon as the voice fell, a burst of crisp applause rang out. Ali raised his jaw slightly, looked at Zhang Xueli meaningfully and said, "this is your purpose to find me tonight!"

"I..." Zhang Xueli choked at once, and that face was like a palette.

"All right! Your goal has been achieved and you can leave."

Looking at Ali's dark eyes, Zhang Xueli felt her cheeks hot. In front of Song Li, she was like a clown who tried her best to attract attention.

She clenched her fist hard.

Seeing that Zhang Xueli didn't move for a long time, Ali suddenly lost patience and narrowed his eyes coldly, "don't you go? Wait for me to invite you to supper!"

Zhang Xueli bit her teeth and was so angry that she almost vomited blood. "You, don't go too far!"

"Oh! What if I go too far! I still want to hit you!"

I've never seen such a shameless person before! The guy's vision is really poor. Even if he wants to help others, can't he find someone with better character?

Zhang Xueli was so frightened that she quickly opened the door and went out. She was really afraid that she would do it!

"Miss Zhang, please go to the whole Rong of H country next time you come to me."

After putting down his words, Ali locked the car and walked out smoothly.

Looking at the graceful figure, Zhang Xueli tightened her fingers and turned away reluctantly.

"Back?"

As soon as Ali entered the living room, he saw Qingcheng half lying on the sofa watching TV.

She shrugged her shoulders and gave a weak "um" sound, "you play, I'll go back to my room to have a rest. I'm tired."

"No! What time is it? It's still early! Why don't we drink together? We can't sleep anyway." Qingcheng stared at her, "Ali, we haven't drunk together for a long time."

"Another day."

"Really not?"

"Well, I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

……

Ali lay in bed and couldn't sleep for a long time. She remembered little glutinous rice in her heart. She didn't know whether Bo Hanchi could take good care of him. She even regretted sending little glutinous rice to him.

But there was no regret medicine in the world, so she had to find an appropriate opportunity to get the little glutinous rice back as soon as possible.

Bo residence.

The bed was big enough for the father and son to roll on it, but they didn't roll or chat. They just stared at each other for several minutes.

"Daddy, can you tell a story?"

Little glutinous rice pulled daddy's sleeve and asked naively.

Bo Hanchi shook his head, "No."

"Daddy, can't you even tell stories? Mommy is much better than you. She can tell a lot of stories."

Is he despised by a little boy?

Bo Hanchi narrowed his eyes and said a little sternly, "didn't you say you were sleepy before? Why didn't you sleep after an hour?"