Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Bo Yucheng's body froze suddenly.

Perceiving the soft touch on his lips, he immediately buckled the girl in his arms and lowered his head to punish severely.

Jiang Zhi felt that he was bright, and when the two of them were not paying attention, he quickly threw his legs and refused the dog food...

"Lan Lan, don't think that this will divert your attention."

Bo Yucheng squeezed Shi Qinglan's jaw, he gently lifted the girl's face, "What did the doctor say?"

Shi Qinglan: "..."

She rolled her red lips helplessly, and glanced at the emergency room behind her from the corner of her eyes, "A Cheng, it's really not me who came to see the doctor."

So she told about the grandfather's collapse.

Bo Yucheng's eyes were deep, still wondering if she was hiding it from herself, "When did you learn cardiopulmonary resuscitation?"

Shi Qinglan looked up, thinking about time.

This is the most basic thing in the field of medicine, she has been exposed to it very early, "About...twelve years old?"

The corners of Bo Yucheng's eyes were slightly raised, and his long narrow eyes were dark and deep. He finally reached out and squeezed the girl's face, "Little liar."

Shi Qinglan's red lips pursed softly, and she took his arm.

The two of them walked outside the hospital. The girl leaned lightly on the man beside her, "I was really exposed to cardiopulmonary resuscitation very early. I can still operate on the heart, and I..."

He is the heir of the world's top medical research institute.

But Bo Yucheng interrupted her, and before he heard her continue to speak, he laughed in a low voice, "I believe you."

Shi Qinglan sighed, secretly saying that he still didn't believe it.

...

Bo Yucheng's injuries were serious again.

After returning home, Shi Qinglan helped him treat the wound again, but was trapped in his arms when he was about to go back to the bedroom to sleep.

"Stay with me tonight, eh?"

Bo Yucheng lay on his side and hugged the girl, lightly touching the tip of her nose, his muffled voice sounded pitiful and full of bewitching.

Shi Qinglan looked at the horrible wound on the man's back, her white cheeks bulged slightly, "Then I will stay here for the night."

Upon hearing this, Bo Yucheng's scarlet lips slightly aroused.

He stared at the girl slightly, with a little smile in his eyes, and he said, "Okay."

It is not convenient for Bo Yucheng to cover the quilt.

He could only lie on his stomach or on his side, so Shi Qinglan swept all the bedding away, wrapped himself tightly, revealing a head, and his dark and smart eyes rolled round and round.

"You can't cover the quilt, let's do it." Shi Qinglan's red lips curled lightly, revealing a sly smile.

Bo Yucheng's ink-stained pupils couldn't help but sink.

He thought he could warm the fragrant nephrite in his arms, but he never wanted to be separated by a thick bedding. He was still lonely and cold.

"How long can I cover the quilt?"

Bo Yucheng's voice was deep, he wondered when he could sleep with the girl in his arms, and at the same time he wondered if he should change his tactics next time.

Shi Qinglan thought carefully, "It's past this weekend."

It's just that Bo Yucheng's wound is not suitable for gauze for the time being, so as not to stick to the wound and not conducive to recovery, it will be much more convenient as long as it is left for a while.

"Okay." Bo Yucheng curled his lips, stroked the broken hair on the girl's forehead with his slender fingers, and said in a very spoiled way, "Go to sleep."

Even if he couldn't hold her in his arms and just stare at the girl's peaceful sleep like this, he was satisfied enough.

Shi Qinglan's red lips curled slightly, "Good night boyfriend."

"Good night." Bo Yucheng's voice was Shen Che, and there was endless affection in the extremely magnetic voice.