Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Bo Yucheng's injury was a little bloody.

The white shirt was soaked with blood, and the gauze was attached to the flesh and blood, looking shocking.

"I will try to be light."

Although Shi Qinglan was a little annoyed, she still felt so soft when she saw the injury, and even her tone was softer, "If you really hurt too much, tell me."

Bo Yucheng's long and narrow eyes were slightly raised, and he glanced at the girl from the corner of his light, only to see that the porcelain-like oval face was full of worries, and there were distressed expressions in his eyebrows.

"Lan Lan helped me change the dressing personally, and the pain can be tolerated." The corners of his lips curled up, his eyes filled with endless satisfaction.

Shi Qinglan pinched the tweezers with jade-like fingers.

Her eyelashes were slightly drooping, and she wiped the part where the wound and gauze were adhered with the alcohol cotton ball very carefully, slowly peeled off the blood-soaked gauze, and then re-sterilized the medicine.

The tender finger pads stroked his back, the girl's movements were extremely light and slow, and she seemed to pluck the man's heart like a feather.

"The wound needs to be aired, and gauze should not be applied. The company should not go these days. Let Wen Mo help you deal with it first."

Shi Qinglan put the supplies into the medicine box, and babbled, "Also, recently, you can't move too much, you can only sleep on your stomach like this, and you can't scratch it...!"

She was talking, but Bo Yucheng suddenly turned over and sat up, with his long arms wrapped around the girl's waist, embracing her in his arms, bowed his head.

Shi Qinglan opened her beautiful eyes.

She put her hand between the two, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the man's back about to touch the sofa. She wanted to push but didn't dare to push it, for fear that the injury she had just dealt with would fall short because of her resistance.

"Is Lan Lan feeling sorry for me?"

Bo Yucheng lightly pressed the girl's forehead, and he could easily touch it when his lips moved, and the two exchanged snorts.

Shi Qinglan pursed her red lips and murmured softly, "You are my boyfriend, I don't care about you who care about you..."

Upon hearing this, Bo Yucheng let out a low laugh.

The magnetic voice was cheerful and bewitching, he raised his head slightly, and couldn't help but pecked her brow.

"I'm your boyfriend, eh?"

Bo Yucheng took the girl's little hand, and gently rubbed the back of her hand with his fingers, as if putting it down.

Shi Qinglan smiled happily, put his fingertips on the man's chin, and gently raised the handsome cheek, "Even if I want to return it now, it's too late, I will depend on you in my life."

She leaned back on her bright and charming face, as if dazzling with power, her beautiful eyes filled with triumphant and brilliant light.

When she touched the girl's starry eyes, Bo Yucheng's ink-colored pupils were slightly deep, and gradually became a little hot.

"But..." Shi Qinglan's red lips lightly opened.

She moved her finger to the man's lips, gently pressed her white fingertips, and then slightly leaned against his ear, "Who makes you disobey and crack the wound, please bear with me for half a month."

Bo Yucheng: "..."

The arm against the girl's waist suddenly tightened, and he took Shi Qinglan into his arms, his eyes deep, "I have been waiting for you for so many years, so why are you afraid of this half a month?"

Shi Qinglan's eyes twitched slightly, smiling slyly.

What she didn't dare to remind Bo Yucheng was that after half a month, it was almost the day when she was about to come to her period...

In order to prevent Bo Yucheng from being stuck to the wound when he slept at night, his quilt was taken away by the girl. He slept on his stomach for the whole night lonely and coldly, but the girl next door was in a soft dream.