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

Chapter 350: A Coward
"Woo."

An Yin cried more and more sadly, especially when she heard the low growls the man made from time to time. It made her panic, but also curious about why the man was like this.

The answer was known only when An Yin became pregnant with her first child. Of course, this is a story for later.

The little girl huddled at the head of the bed, her clear eyes looking towards the corridor with vigilance.

When she was on guard, she saw the man wearing a pair of slippers, with slender fingertips sticking out from the front, his white and yellow calves looked very muscular, and he was wearing a white bathrobe.

An Yin raised her head slowly, and met the man's clear and indifferent eagle eyes. His hair was not dry yet, and under the light, it reflected a dark light.

The man walked slowly towards her direction.

An Yin noticed that he was holding a hair dryer in his hand.

The tears in the little girl's eyes had not dried yet. Bo Shaojin saw her looking at him with fear and trepidation, and she concealed the sadness in her eyes.

He walked to the bedside and plugged in the hair dryer, "Come closer." His voice was much clearer than before, and every word was extremely distinct.

An Yin sat quietly, her watery eyes looking at him in panic.

"An Yin." Bo Shaojin glanced at her with deep eyes.

When the man spoke, there seemed to be a hint of warning and strength in his voice, which made people obey his orders involuntarily.

For a timid and cowardly person like An Yin, he could make her obedient without any effort.

The little girl was delicate and weak. In the hands of any man, she would be like a little white rabbit to be slaughtered, with no room for resistance at all.

An Yin moved her little body reluctantly.

Bo Shaojin didn't rush her. He watched her holding the quilt and moving to the bed at a snail's pace.

"huhuhuhu"

After the man pressed the switch of the hair dryer, hot air flowed out, making a rustling sound.

The sudden noise frightened An Yin so much that he rolled and crawled to his feet and ran to the side.

The little girl's movements were quite agile at this moment. Bo Shaojin pressed the switch and saw that the little girl was about to jump off the bed. He stopped her in a stern voice, "Come here obediently."

After he finished speaking, An Yin, who was about to step on the ground, was stunned. She turned her head like a little ostrich, and then she realized that the sound just now came from the hair dryer.

An Yin lowered her head shyly to avoid the man's gaze.

The man's eyes were too sinister, so she finally came to him obediently and let him blow her hair.

When the man's fingertips touched her scalp, she came back to her senses. She said softly, "I'll do it myself."

Her voice was as weak as a mosquito, barely audible.

The man pretended not to hear.

A gentle warm breeze passed over her head, and strands of hair entangled her cheeks. An Yin couldn't help but sit up straight. As the man stroked her long hair from time to time, An Yin's back shivered with cold, and even her breathing became rapid.

She didn't dare to speak anymore.

The temperature in the room was just right. An Yin's face was dazed for a moment, and then she hung her head blankly, her eyes, as blurry as a deer's, fell on the white quilt.

Time passed by. The black hair in the man's palm was soft and straight, like quicksand in his hand, always sliding down naturally. When he touched her hair, Bo Shaojin's movements were more gentle than ever, as if he was holding a treasure in his hand.

After her hair was dry, she unplugged the plug and placed the hair dryer on the low table beside her.

An Yin sat with her knees hugged. Realizing that the man had stopped what he was doing, her eyes moved slightly and her long eyelashes fluttered.

"An Yin, let's talk." The man stood beside the bed, only a foot away from her.

From his point of view, he could only see her lying sideways, with her loose black hair completely covering her small face. He could not see any emotional changes on the little girl's face. This was very unusual for Bo Shaojin, who always liked to control others.

He raised his eyelids and looked down at her with cold eyes.

"Talk about what?" An Yin turned his head away, not quite understanding.

The little girl's voice was soft, her brows were happy, and her eyes slowly met the man's hot and dark gaze.

There seemed to be a strange emotion in his eyes, with an undercurrent.

The little girl's eyes were as pure as a lake, and her thick, curled eyelashes trembled slightly. When you get close to her, you can always smell a faint fragrance between your noses, which makes you intoxicated. You can't help but want to hold her in your arms and keep her for yourself.
"Why are you here?" The man spoke slowly, his dark face cold and deep.

An Yin was stunned, her eyes were vague, and some intermittent fragments emerged in her mind.

She whispered, "Coco was in a bad mood, so I came to accompany her. Then, she drank some wine."

When she said this, she looked at the man and said seriously, "I didn't drink beer. I drank a juice-flavored drink."

She had a clear voice and every word she said was sincere.

Bo Shaojin looked at her frowning brows, his cold eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, "Headache?"

An Yin nodded guiltily, "A little bit." She was really not good at lying.

Bo Shaojin could tell from the little girl's face that she was not lying. It was possible that she was being used by her best friend and was so stupid as to not realize it that she was forced to drink while she was in a daze.

Thinking of this, the man raised his eyes and glanced at An Yin with a very cold expression, "Do you remember what happened next?"

An Yin racked her brains to recall, but had no clue. "I don't remember." She clearly just drank some fruit wine. The sour and sweet taste went down her throat and her mouth was full of fragrance. An Yin can still recall the taste of the fruit wine.

She would become dizzy if she drank even a little bit of alcohol, so An Yin never drank.

Bo Shaojin's calm and deep eyes glared at her.

The little girl had no sense of vigilance towards her friend, and she didn't even know she was being sold. Bo Shaojin asked in a deep voice, "When did your friend leave?"

"I don't know." An Yin's breath was caught, and her long eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Her clueless look made Bo Shaojin angry, and he sneered helplessly.

An Yin pursed her lips and raised her head with difficulty. Seeing his cold face, An Yin said softly, "Why are you here?"

Bo Shaojin's eyes deepened. The little girl finally asked the key question, which proved that she was not hopelessly stupid.

"What do you think?" Bo Shaojin asked instead of answering, trying to test whether the little girl was smart.

After he finished speaking, he stood there silently without saying a word. His dark eyes became increasingly gloomy, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking about.

An Yin was very confused by the man's words. She looked depressed and muttered in a muffled voice, "How should I know?"