The doctor left the observation room.

Shi Qinglan was lying on the hospital bed and hadn't regained consciousness. The girl's white porcelain face was even colder because of weakness, and the back of her white and delicate hands was still pricked with needles, and her eyebrows frowned uncomfortably when she was unconscious.

Bo Yucheng's hot big palm lightly held her small hand, and she could feel the injection made her fingertips slightly constricted...

The few days when the girl came to her menstrual period, was always the time when he was most frightened by her, both distressed and helpless.

Bo Yucheng's lips pressed lightly, a few flashes of self-blame flashed between his brows, and his heart became irritated when he saw her appearance...

But at this moment, Yu Guang suddenly saw a figure.

"Who?" Bo Yucheng immediately turned his head vigilantly.

A few suspicions flashed in the deep ink pupils, and it seemed that there was indeed a shadow outside the observation room.

He frowned without a trace, carefully put the girl's hand down, helped her tuck the quilt, and then turned to go out.

Qi Yexuan came to the observation room to see when he was full.

It's just that he was caught by Bo Yucheng very keenly as soon as he appeared. He has always been arrogant and arrogant, and he has no intention of running away after being caught.

The long body is leaning against the door frame lazily...

He folded his hands in front of him, one leg was stretched forward slightly, the other was slightly bent indifferently, and his toes touched the ground, revealing a arrogant and lazy temperament.

"Tsk." Qi Yexuan twitched his lips lightly.

Seeing Bo Yucheng appearing in front of him, he lazily squinted his peach blossom eyes, and there was a little disdain in those enchanting eyes, and he looked at the person in front of him with such rudeness.

Bo Yucheng's narrow eyes narrowed, "Who are you?"

Hearing this, Qi Yexuan's scarlet lips slowly curled up slightly, and he looked at Bo Yucheng with interest.

He didn't answer his question directly, but his eyes went past the man and leaned back, "I'll take a look at my childhood."

My childhood...

These five words made Bo Yucheng's body suddenly cold.

The cold light of those black eyes suddenly appeared, and the ice-like eyes were tightly locked on Qi Yexuan's body. The black pupils were full of vigilance and rejection of him, and there was a hint of danger.

"Yours?" His voice was deep and cold.

The already depressed voice was deliberately suppressed by him at this moment, and it was inevitable that people could perceive a sense of oppression from it.

Qi Yexuan made a **** and pleasant laugh in his voice.

He straightened up that bent leg, straightened his waist slowly, slipped his hands into the pockets of his suit pants, slightly raised his chin and looked at Bo Yucheng seriously...

The man's skin is cold and white, his lips are crimson, like a monster.

He was wearing a burgundy shirt, the top two buttons were not fastened, and his white chest was laid open lazily, with a silver necklace lined on his collarbone, which was cool but evil.

But inexplicably, there was a dangerous temperament around him.

"You are young..." Qi Yexuan's eyes were low, and when he mentioned the girl, he couldn't help making a sweet and **** laugh.

He chuckled indifferently, "I'm afraid she is too naughty, she will slip out of my eyelids these years, I didn't expect it to let the thin master take advantage of it?"

These words undoubtedly ignited Bo Yucheng's anger.

He clenched his fists tightly, and slowly approached the man with a sonorous and steady pace, "Who are you?"

He opened his lips coldly, almost squeezing words from between his lips and teeth.

Shi Qinglan has been in Mingcheng since she was a child. Although her whereabouts were indeed unknown for some time, most of the time she was under Bo Yucheng's eyes. He knew exactly what she was.

There is no love history, and it is as clean as a stream.

As for the man who suddenly thrust his foot in front of him...

"Who am I, Lord Bo, check it out by myself." Qi Yexuan's lips lightly hooked, and Wei Yang's tone was a bit wild.

Of course he doesn't care that his identity is stripped off.

After all, if Bo Yucheng couldn't even find out this piece of information, he would not deserve to be a hindrance...

Bo Yucheng narrowed his eyes and stared at him tightly.

The tightly clenched fists loomed a few veins.

The two men looked at each other, Bo Yucheng's deep ink pupils were filled with cold possessiveness, and Qi Yexuan's lazy peach blossom eyes half-squinted as if he didn't care about everything...

The two eyes met in the air, swords drawn.

The atmosphere between each other gradually became tense, just as the apex seemed to be about to start...

There was a sudden voice from the observation room, "A Cheng..."

The girl's voice was soft, probably because she was a little hoarse after waking up, and she was so weak that she didn't sound much energy.

The two words softly suddenly sent Bo Yucheng to Fushun.

The coldness of the man's whole body was condensed almost instantaneously. He looked at Qi Yexuan deeply, then turned around and returned to the observation room with a stride, his pace could not help but hasten, "Lanlan."

Upon seeing this, Qi Yexuan raised his eyebrows casually.

He was about to step in, but his raised foot was still in the air, and then slowly fell back to the ground...

"Heh." Qi Yexuan sneered lightly.

Those enchanting peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, with a little disdain in them, and finally turned and left here.

If she is dead, shouldn't it be what he wants?

The word "visiting" probably never appeared in his dictionary, let alone any connection with a woman.

...

Shi Qinglan's painkillers gradually took effect.

She slept for about an hour, and finally recovered some consciousness and slowly woke up. Although she didn't know what happened after she was in a coma, she thought it was Bo Yucheng who sent her here.

So she whispered his name in a low voice...

Bo Yucheng dashed into the observation room and held the girl's hand tightly, "Lan Lan, you finally woke up."

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan's lips raised slightly.

She raised her hand and stroked the man's cheek, "I'm just dysmenorrhea, what are you doing so nervously?"

The tone sounded lighthearted and ordinary.

However, Bo Yucheng's heart was suddenly twitched. He slowly closed his eyes, wrapped the girl's hand with his big palm, and kissed it gently with his lips bowed.

"Didn't you tell you not to be strong, eh?" Bo Yucheng's muffled voice was full of distress.

He had long since arrived when Qinglan would be in her menstrual period, and deliberately wanted to approve her a leave of absence, just because she was afraid that something would happen if she was in severe pain.

Shi Qinglan chuckled, "I just slept, and if I don't stand in the military posture, I can't convince the crowd. How can you, as the instructor, open the back door to me casually?"

When Bo Yucheng cared about opening the back door, people would make irresponsible remarks. He came to Imperial Capital University for girls.

But he also understood that the girl's persistence was for his own sake, and he couldn't help but kiss twice again, "No longer allowed to do this."