Shi Qinglan's face instantly flushed with shame.

She lowered her eyes, bit her lip in embarrassment, and thought of the tiger wolf words she had just said, wishing to dig a hole in and hide...

"Fool." Bo Yucheng laughed dumbly.

He looked down at the red-faced girl, his voice was helpless, "You are still hurt, how am I willing to bully you."

Shi Qinglan: "..."

Bai Nen's earlobes were stained with a little pink, she stepped on Bo Yucheng's foot in anger, "Then I will bully you!"

She picked up the clothes on her shoulders, pushed the man away, and ran upstairs in small steps, her head buried very low.

Bo Yucheng raised his eyes to look at the girl's back who had fled from wasteland, his ink pupil was helpless, and he gently curled his lower lip.

"Bull me..." The man's ending sounded long, followed by a low, magnetic laugh.

...

Shi Qinglan walked into the bathroom carrying the medicine kit.

She peeled off the clothes on her left shoulder, exposing a large area of ​​skin that was as delicate as snow. She raised her eyes and looked at the wound through the mirror. She was about to remove the gauze and apply the medicine again, but her hand was held.

Bo Yucheng wrapped one arm around the girl's waist, and the other big grasped her small hand, and said solemnly, "I'm coming."

"Yeah." Shi Qinglan pursed her red lips and responded softly.

Back in the bedroom, the girl seldom sat on the bed obediently, Bo Yucheng pinched the tweezers with his slender and white fingers, and wiped the slightly bleeding wound very lightly with a medical cotton ball...

Shi Qinglan looked up at the man who seriously changed his dressing, her red lips slightly curved.

Bo Yucheng's side is handsome and fair, and the outline of his cheeks is exquisite and somewhat cold. At this moment, the eyebrows are frowning, and the black pupils are filled with distress.

"Remember to say if it hurts." His voice was extremely soft.

The man pressed his lips lightly, his eyes focused on the girl's wound, and he really responded to the words that a serious man is the most handsome.

"If you encounter this kind of thing in the future, don't try your best."

The man's voice was low, and after he put away the medicine box, he gently pinched the girl's jaw with his fingers and raised it slightly. Then he leaned close, and his thin lips slowly uttered a few words, "You have me."

Shi Qinglan's red lips curled slightly.

Although she didn't think she was capable, after all, people like Qin Shao didn't get any advantage from her.

But there was still a little sweetness in her heart, and she couldn't help but smile in her eyes, "I know, I know, but such a rank really can't hurt me."

"What kind of rank can hurt you?" Bo Yucheng bowed his head and couldn't help kissing her between the brows.

Shi Qinglan thought for a moment, "Boss of S Zhou? But I haven't played against him yet, so I want to give it a try..."

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng's body froze for a moment, and even the motion of kissing the girl's eyebrows stopped.

After a long time, he laughed dumbly, "S Zhou..."

I am afraid that girls will not have any rivals in this life.

"A bath?" He released the girl's jaw.

Shi Qinglan raised his hand and lifted the clothes up, smelling the smell of alcohol on each other's bodies, "Yeah."

She immediately got up, but just walked to the bathroom door, but the man's long body stopped in front of her.

However, Bo Yucheng put his arms around the girl's waist and suddenly swept into his arms, "Lan Lan, the doctor reminded you that you need to pay special attention to the wounds when you take a bath..."

"I know, I will pay attention." The girl nodded.

As she spoke, she wanted to stretch her hand away from the man, but she didn't expect Bo Yucheng to push her by the bathroom door in a domineering and ambiguous posture.

The man's lips twitched, "Do you need me to wash it for you?"

Shi Qinglan instantly understood what the man meant, her clear eyes opened slightly, and she stared at him with shame and annoyance.

Then he refused mercilessly without hesitation, "No need!"

But Bo Yucheng banged the girl's wall on the bathroom tile. He lowered his head slightly, and the tip of his nose touched the girl's lightly, and from time to time he gently nudged the girl very horribly.

The man's eyes were deep, and there was a touch of affection in his ink pupil.

He suppressed his voice to a very low level, it sounded like a deep and magnetic, as if bewitching her, "I'll help you wash it, eh?"