Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

But Bo Yucheng's hand just touched the mask.

But his wrist was grabbed by the drunken girl, Shi Qinglan raised his eyes, eyes full of tears, aggrieved.

"Don't pick it." There was humility in her soft voice.

But tears like pearls kept falling from the sockets, "I still...can't let Ah Cheng know."

As Jinglan, she has not yet helped Ah Cheng cure the illnesses of these people in S state, and she has not reversed her image in his heart.

Bo Yucheng's hand that wanted to take off the mask suddenly stopped...

Shi Qinglan shook her head slightly, looked at him pleadingly, her lips parted slightly, "Please, I can't take it off."

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng's heart suddenly tightened again.

When had he ever seen a girl so humble, what exactly had he told her before that made her feel so insecure, she would rather disguise herself as a man to hide her identity...

"Silly girl." The man's Adam's apple rolled down slightly.

He fulfilled her wish, moved his hand away from the mask, and gently rubbed her wig, "How could I be willing to hurt you, how could I be willing to kill you..."

Even if he was indeed at odds with Jinglan, so what?

But Jinglan is the girl he puts on top of his heart, what else can he do besides pampering and loving her?

So what if they robbed their important supplies in Continent S?

Even if she said that she wanted control of this continent, he would give it up without hesitation.

So what if you provoke him again and again?

Even if she wants to dance on top of his head, he will pamper her and let her play happily.

She didn't bomb the headquarters base in State S, and those desperadoes had nothing to do with her, how could he not want her...

"Just wait a little longer." Shi Qinglan's soft and waxy voice sounded, "When I help him cure these people's diseases, he should not hate Jinglan anymore, so I can tell him... ..."

"I don't hate it." Bo Yucheng looked down at the girl.

His eye sockets were also faintly red, "It's too late for me to love you, life is so short, how can I have time to hate you?"

But when she was drunk, Qinglan couldn't understand the man's words at all.

As expected, she was still as small as a drop, and now her head was dizzy and indiscriminate, and soon she lay down on the bed and fell asleep, with a tear still hanging on her slender eyelashes.

Bo Yucheng gently wiped her off with a tissue, and seeing that she had fallen asleep, he bent down and gently picked her up.

He lifted the quilt and gently sent her into the bed.

"Sorry for making you drink again." The man lowered his eyes and apologized in a low voice, "But who made you a little liar."

Bo Yucheng gently held the girl's hand.

The slender white fingers slowly slid in between her fingers, and intertwined tightly with her little hands.

Seeing that the girl had fallen into a deep sleep, he gently let go of her hand, put her arms under the quilt, and then turned and left her bedroom.

...

The next morning, Shi Qinglan woke up groggy.

She frowned slightly, and felt a little dizzy, but her mind was blank about what happened last night!

"Hmm..." She pouted softly.

Then he raised his hand to support his head, and when he was about to sit up, the edge of his palm suddenly touched his mask!

Shi Qinglan woke up instantly, and opened her eyes suddenly!

She turned over and sat up vigilantly, and raised her hand to touch her face—her mask was still on!

Although not taking off the mask means that her identity has not been revealed, but why did she sleep wearing a mask last night? No make-up, no wig and corset... what happened last night?

Shi Qinglan immediately raised her hand and took off the mask.

Reaching out and pulling off the wig, the soft black hair fell off immediately, making her feel much more comfortable.

She tried to recall what happened last night...

But I found that my brain was blank, and I couldn't think of anything because of the headache. It seemed that it had been broken.

At this moment, her eyes glanced at the glass of milk on the table.

Recalling that Bo Yucheng brought her milk last night, she immediately turned over and got out of bed, walked to the front of the table and pulled up the quilt, put it under her nose and took a deep breath, "It doesn't smell of alcohol either..."

Then why does she have the feeling of being broken after drinking?

Shi Qinglan shook her head inexplicably, took off her clothes while thinking hard, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Fortunately, even if she slept soundly last night, slept early and woke up early, got up early in the morning to take a shower and redress herself, it was just time for breakfast at 7:30 in the morning...

Shi Qinglan put on her men's clothes again and pushed open the door.

Sure enough, Bo Yucheng had already ordered breakfast, and when she saw her coming out of the master bedroom, her crimson lips curled slightly, "Morning."

The man's inexplicable smile made her feel a little terrified.

Shi Qinglan's eyes flickered for a moment, lowered his eyes unnaturally, and responded perfunctorily, "Morning."

She sat down slowly at the breakfast table.

Bo Yucheng then brought several plates of breakfast to her, "This hotel has a variety of breakfast styles. I don't know what your taste is this morning, so I ordered you some of each."

The man's tone was extremely gentle, even conniving and coaxing, "It's just delivered, so you can eat it while it's hot, huh?"

Shi Qinglan's heart couldn't help but feel even more hairy.

She frowned slightly, and raised her eyes to look at the man inexplicably, "What medicine did Mr. Bo take by mistake this morning?"

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng raised his brows lightly.

He raised his hand lazily to his cheek, curled his crimson lips lightly, and looked at the girl with a doting smile, "Maybe... lovesickness medicine?"

"Crazy..." Shi Qinglan rolled his eyes.

She didn't remember at all that she exposed her identity last night, stabbed a piece of bacon with a fork, and then stuffed it into her mouth.

Then she picked out a few favorite breakfasts and put them on a tray to take back to the bedroom to eat. She wanted to get a cup of hot milk as a habit, but she remembered the weird cup last night...

She put down the hot milk, took a cup of hot water and left.

A set of movements was very proficient, and Bo Yucheng didn't stop him, just looked at the girl with great interest.

"You manage your facial expressions." Shi Qinglan looked at him with some disgust, "Others would think you were bent by me if they didn't know. I don't have such a special habit."

After finishing speaking, she turned and returned to her master bedroom.

Looking at her fleeing back, Bo Yucheng lowered his eyes and chuckled, "Silly girl, it looks like it's broken."

This little fool's drinking capacity is really getting worse...

At least, drinking a drop of wine before would not break the body, but now mixing this drop of wine with milk will not remember anything.

However, Shi Qinglan was naive and ignorant of all this.