Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

The blue and clear eyes were full of shock.

Bai Jingchen put one arm around her waist to hold her, and lightly clasped her other big palm on the back of her head. The domineering and unexpected kiss almost made the girl have nowhere to escape.

Lan Chu's heart trembled slightly...

She pressed her hand lightly on the man's hard chest, feeling his hot breath, her face gradually swelled a little red.

The girl bit the man's lip in frustration.

"Hiss—" Bai Jingchen couldn't help gasping in pain.

His affectionate kiss was suddenly interrupted like this, so he had no choice but to let go of the girl, and gently wiped the bitten lip with his fingertips, and a few small drops of blood really leaked out.

Bai Jingchen frowned slightly, and looked down at the blood on her fingertips, "Chu'er, did you bite so hard to kill your husband?"

"That me..." Lan Chu bit her lips lightly.

She lowered her head guiltily, quietly raised her eyelids to look at him, and muttered softly, "I... I didn't mean to bite you, I just... I can't breathe."

Hearing this, Bai Jingchen couldn't help laughing angrily at her.

Holding the girl's face in his big palm, the man looked down at her seriously, "It's been so many times, why haven't I learned how to breathe?"

Lan Chu's face instantly turned redder.

Her clear eyes stared slightly at the man, "Bai Jingchen, you spilled my milk tea, which made me unable to eat the cake, and you are still playing hooligans like this, I don't want to talk to you!"

The girl stomped her feet in embarrassment, she turned around and ran away in anger, her short legs were walking in small steps and she was not fast.

"Stop playing hooligans, can't I be wrong?"

Bai Jingchen's lips hooked slightly, and he slipped his hands into his pockets wantonly, and slowly chased after the girl with his long legs, "I'll pay you for the milk tea and cake, do you want milk tea with taro paste or milk tea? No taro paste, no milk tea, just Bobo kind of..."

He heard a man's mocking voice coming from behind.

Lan Chu covered her face with both hands, and pressed her soft little hands to her cheeks, and she could feel the scalding heat.

She quickened her pace even more, Bai Jingchen continued to pamper her with a smile, and soon caught up with her...

It turns out that his girl is so easy to coax, she doesn't need a candlelight dinner, she doesn't need a little wine, just a little sweetness is enough.

...

In the midsummer of July, the trees are green and the sky is blue.

The new issue of Vogue magazine is on sale. The charm of Qingyue, the queen of music, and the sunshine of Shi Qingan, the best actor of China, have completely captured the hearts of fans as early as the pre-sale!

The new July issue was almost cut off instantly.

In the office building of the Bo's chaebol, the employees were beaming with delight or howling, chatting about this matter during their lunch break...

"The Charming Queen vs. Little Milk Dog is so good! I recently picked up the same humanities to find candy, and I feel a little bit over the top."

"I'm going to cry if I don't get the magazine, I'm going to cry now!"

"I snatched it! It's so awesome that Vogue was cut in seconds. Fortunately, I have the hand speed of being single for 25 years!"

"When will I get real candy? I really want to see the little milk dog crying under the pressure of the goblin..."

Just as the employees were discussing in full swing.

Bo Yucheng walked into the tea room suddenly, the man's slender body was wrapped in a black suit, his whole body inadvertently exuded a little coldness, and he squinted his eyes casually.

"Bo... Master Bo." The staff chatting fell silent for a moment.

Although the tea room is a resting place, and it is also lunch break time, but the employees are still a little apprehensive when they see Mr. Bo.

Bo Yucheng's expression was cold, and he replied in a deep voice, "En."

He sat in the office for too long, wanted to come to the tea room for some activities by himself, took a cup of coffee and was about to leave, but suddenly noticed the screen of a certain employee's mobile phone...

It happens to be the cover image of Vogue's new July issue.

Bo Yucheng had no interest in celebrities at all, but when he saw the woman on the cover, his eyes subconsciously froze for a moment.

The woman wears an exquisite mask, revealing a pair of eyes that are charming and beautiful, red lips that are alluring, and a figure that is even more charming. There is a kind of nobility and sharpness that lingers in her whole body...

Even without showing his face, it still gives people a sense of familiarity.

His long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, "Who is this?"

"Ah?" The employee was stunned for a moment, and she followed the man's eyes, and then realized what he was asking, "Oh, this... is Qingyue, the queen of music."

"Qingyue?" Bo Yucheng's eyes darkened a little.

I've never heard of this name, but countless details of this woman overlap with her, especially the frown and smile when the red lips are slightly curled up, which is exactly the same as her.

The employee noticed that the man paid special attention to this, so she asked cautiously, "Master Bo, do you also like Qingyue?"

Bo Yucheng gently stroked the coffee cup with his fingertips, and squinted at the screen from the corner of his eyes, "I'm not interested."

He opened his cold lips expressionlessly and uttered a few words, then walked out of the tea room with his slender legs...

"No, isn't it?" Employee A looked at his back leaving in disbelief, "Master Bo just asked about my goddess?"

"I've never seen Mr. Bo interested in any woman."

"The domineering president will always say that he is not interested, but he is very honest physically. After Mr. Bo returns to the office, he may tell Special Assistant Wen..."

Employee B cleared his throat, put on a cold face and imitated, "I want all the information on this woman within three minutes."

The tea room roared with laughter and the atmosphere was joyful.

After Bo Yucheng returned to the CEO's office, a little depth was added to those black pupils, the meaning of which was unclear, making it hard to figure out what he was thinking at the moment.

"Tuk tuk tuk—" until there was a knock on the door.

Bo Yucheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and replied in a deep voice, "Come in."

Wen Mo then pushed open the door of the office and entered, still with that expressionless expression, "Master Bo."

He directly handed over a confidential letter in a folder.

Bo Yucheng casually rolled his eyelids. He took the folder and unpacked it. He glanced at the information on it with lowered eyes, and his originally calm eyes suddenly froze.

Wen Mo pursed his lips, "Master Bo, the shipment to Continent S that you wanted was intercepted by Jingshi Pavilion in Country A during the cross-border transportation."

Bo Yucheng's deep voice was somewhat oppressive, "Why?"

"Heavy weapons and medical equipment, there is no red-headed document prohibiting cross-border transportation." Wen Mo replied truthfully.

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng's black pupils showed a bit of coldness, he casually threw the folder on the desk, and then leaned back against the back of the leather seat.

He snorted coldly, "The handwriting of that heir of Jingshi Pavilion who never showed his face?"

"It doesn't seem to be the case. I heard that the heir has disappeared recently, and even Jingshige's own people have difficulty contacting him. It should be that other people have intervened in this matter." Wen Mo said.

Bo Yucheng said coldly, "Disappeared? Then find him for me."