Sweet and sweet! Mr. Bo is paranoid and hard to control.

"if not?"

An Yin choked.

Seeing her staring at the studio, Bo Shaojin asked, "Would you like to go in and take a look?"

An Yin actually wanted to go and take a look. Thinking that it was so late, he shook his head and said, "I have classes tomorrow, so I won't take a look."

Bo Shaojin didn't force it.

An Yin looked at the end of the corridor. There was another door there. She didn't say much, thinking that it might also be some entertainment rooms!

"If you're hungry, go get something to eat." Bo Shaojin looked at her thin body with dark eyes.

"I" An Yin looked shy and was about to refuse.

Bo Shaojin suddenly said inexplicably, "Be careful not to choke."

Since she often hurt herself, he couldn't help but remind her.

Hearing this made An Yin feel humiliated.

It was so late, and she originally didn't plan to eat. Now, she walked towards the hall angrily. When she saw the fruits on the coffee table, without saying anything, she picked up the red cherries, one after another, and ate them with relish.

Bo Shaojin followed her, looking at her childish behavior, his lips that were always pursed opened up in a small arc.

The little girl has a pretty bad temper!

An Yin stood by the coffee table. After eating more than a dozen, the hand holding the fruit slowed down, and she gradually realized that her actions were a bit angry. Her face changed slightly, and her cheeks instantly turned red, looking pink and tender. Yes, it's really beautiful.

At this moment, Bo Shaojin's cell phone rang.

He glanced at the little girl's face and looked at her cheeks, which were slightly puffed up from eating. She looked like a little puffer fish, and she looked so naive.

He leisurely took out his mobile phone, and the word "Sunan" flashed white on the screen.

No need to guess, Bo Shaojin knew what Sunan wanted to say. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window with his cell phone and answered the call.

"Brother, why can't you come here? I heard the people below say that you are in Qin Di now." Sunan lowered his voice. It was obvious that he was making a call behind someone else's back.

"I have something to do." Bo Shaojin expressed his attitude.

Sunan also heard the meaning of his words and couldn't help but wonder, "So, what delayed you?"

"What's the attitude of the Meng family?" Bo Shaojin changed the subject.

Sunan paused, and his tone suddenly became dejected, "This guy always finds ways to talk about him. It seems that not only we have got wind of that piece of land, but there are also other people who want to get a share of the pie."

"You play with him first." Bo Shaojin's eyes were dark.

The floor-to-ceiling curtains were opened. At this moment, he stood on the top of the building and looked down at the scattered spots on the ground. Everything seemed so small.

Have fun?

Sunan was miserable when he heard Bo Shaojin's words.

If Young Master Meng's preferences are similar to mine, he might be able to play around. All he wants is beauties and good wine. But he is so decent that even his collar is buttoned to the top. Sunan has an illusion. , the temperament of this eldest young master of the Meng family may be as perverted as his eldest brother!

After all, in their circle, some of Bo Shaojin's habits were completely opposite to others. Sunan was holding the phone, speechless and choked.

"Okay, brother!" Sunan accepted this difficult task with tears in his eyes.

Before he could even complain, the call was hung up ruthlessly. Sunan had a heart attack!

After Bo Shaojin hung up the phone, he casually put the phone into his trouser pocket. When he turned around, the little girl had already finished the entire plate of cherries. Afraid of overstuffing her, Bo Shaojin frowned and said, "Go to bed."

An Yin didn't dare to go against him anymore, so she turned around obediently and walked towards the bedroom he pointed to just now.

She walked so fast that she wanted to disappear in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Bo Shaojin did not stay in the hall, but walked in the direction of An Yin, walked through the corridor, came to the end, opened the door, and walked in.

That night, An Yin slept in a daze, feeling a vague pain in her stomach. She tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

Until about three o'clock in the morning, she stretched out her hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She felt that her hand was moist. The light on the bed was dim and yellow. She came to a strange place and couldn't sleep after turning off the light.

An Yin endured the pain in her body and pushed herself up to sit up. She found that the pain in her abdomen was getting worse. She could only lie on her side holding her belly.

Being in an unfamiliar environment and feeling unwell, her clear pupils gradually became covered with a thin layer of mist, swirling in the circles around her eyes.

An Yin sniffed, trying to hold back the sour grievance in her heart, but her tears fell down drop by drop, falling on the white pillow. The pillowcase became wet instantly, and the tear stains expanded.

woohoo

An Yin couldn't bear the pain, so she clenched her fists, propped herself up and moved towards the bed. The pain made her lose the ability to think, and she didn't even bother to put on her coat. She squirmed weakly and stood on the edge of the bed. She stood up and saw that the door was not far away. She walked over with unsteady steps. Her shaky appearance was very worrying.

Fortunately, she finally grabbed the door handle, turned it, and opened the door.

The sensor lights in the corridor instantly became brighter.

An Yin held onto the wall with one hand and covered his stomach with the other, and shouted with difficulty, "Bo Shaojin."

"Bo Shaojin."

"stomachache."

She shouted so weakly that she forgot to call people "Brother Shao Jin".

Waves of spasmodic cramps hit An Yin and she squatted down in pain. At this moment, her whole body was soaked, and the biting coldness swept through her body, making her arch her body and wanted to curl up into a ball.

"Woo. Bo Shaojin."

Before he could say "help", a faint sound of pushing the door sounded.

An Yin was so weak that she buried her head in muttering and did not see Bo Shaojin appear in front of her wearing only a dark blue nightgown.

Bo Shaojin saw the little girl on the ground at a glance.

She buried her head in her knees and whispered something in her mouth. Bo Shaojin didn't hear it clearly. The only thing he could tell was that something was wrong with the little girl at the moment.

He strode forward and squatted down, "What's wrong?" After saying that, one of his hands was about to pat her shoulder. The next second, the little girl's whole body was like light cotton, and she instantly turned towards him. fall.

Bo Shaojin subconsciously stretched out his hands to catch her thin body.

At this time, An Yin's head naturally tilted back.

Her pale face fell into Bo Shaojin's eyes, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead. Looking at her appearance, Bo Shaojin knew that the little girl was in bad condition.

Without waiting for him to think more, Bo Shaojin picked up the little girl and walked towards the hall with a solemn expression. When he reached the door, he looked at the electronic screen solemnly and said a few words.

When he took the exclusive elevator downstairs, Assistant Lin was already waiting there.

"Mr. Bo!" Assistant Lin said respectfully.

Bo Shaojin's forehead wrinkled slightly, revealing a shallow wrinkle that was almost undetectable unless you looked carefully.