Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Bo Yucheng's body froze suddenly.

Sensing the soft touch on his lips, he immediately held the girl in his arms, bowing his head and punishing him severely.

Jiang Zhi felt that he was bright and colorful, and when the two were not paying attention, he quickly slipped away and refused the dog food...

"Lanlan, don't think that you can divert your attention like this."

Bo Yucheng pinched Shi Qinglan's jaw, and he gently raised the girl's face, "What did the doctor say?"

Shi Qinglan: "..."

She reluctantly curled her red lips and glanced at the emergency room behind her from the corner of her eye, "Acheng, it's really not me who came to see the doctor."

So she told the story of the old grandfather fainting.

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

Shi Qinglan looked up, calculating the time.

This is the most basic thing in the field of medicine. She came into contact with it very early, "About... twelve years old?"

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

Shi Qinglan's red lips pursed lightly and took his arm.

The two walked outside the hospital, the girl leaned against the man beside her, "I've been in contact with CPR very early on, I can still operate on my heart, and I..."

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

But Bo Yucheng interrupted her, didn't listen to her continue, and let out a deep smile, "I believe you are enough."

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

...

Bo Yucheng's injury was really serious again.

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

"Stay with me tonight, eh?"

Bo Yucheng lay on his side and hugged the girl, touching the tip of her nose lightly, his dull voice sounding both pitiful and bewitching.

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

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng's crimson lips twitched slightly.

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

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

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

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

Bo Yucheng's ink-stained pupils sank.

He thought he could warm the fragrant nephrite in his arms, but he never thought that he was still lonely and cold with the thick quilt separated from each other.

"How long until I can cover the quilt?"

Bo Yucheng's voice was deep, while secretly thinking about when he would be able to put his arms around the girl and fall asleep, while thinking about the next time he should change his bitterness.

Shi Qinglan thought seriously, "Let's pass 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, which is not conducive to recovery, as long as it is left to dry for a while, it will be much more convenient.

"Okay." Bo Yucheng hooked his lips, his slender fingers stroked the broken hair on the girl's forehead, and said very fondly, "Go to sleep."

Even if he couldn't hold her in his arms, just staring at the girl's peaceful sleeping face, he was satisfied enough.

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

"Good night." Bo Yucheng's voice was clear, and in his extremely magnetic voice, there was endless affection.