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

Chapter 44 What is it called?

An Yin never heard the man's voice, and she became more and more nervous and frightened. She was very scared!
  "I really didn't mean to do it. I had a lot of bubbles on my hands and it was slippery. I accidentally touched the switch there, and then the water pipe was out of control." An Yin said at the end, almost silent.

"Why don't you let go of that water pipe?" The man's voice was clear and clear.

Little did he know that his gloomy face had revealed the anger deep in his heart.

Is she a fool? Don't want to die? Without even looking at how much her small body weighs, how can she control the momentum of the water pipe? We should really let her see how embarrassed she was at that time, and see if she still dares to show off her abilities?
  Bo Shaojin thought gloomily.

"I-I'm afraid that the water pipe will hit something in the shed."

There were many tools in the shed, neatly arranged, and she thought she could grasp the water pipe, but she miscalculated!

"Humph" Bo Shaojin snorted coldly, with obvious mockery.

Facing his ridicule, An Yin lowered his head in shame, not daring to have any dissatisfaction.

The cushions were not cleaned, but instead made a mess in his shed. She was the one who was talking about her!
  "I'm sorry!" An Yin was speechless except for these words.

She looked pitiful, as if she had been greatly wronged. Although she lowered her head, Bo Shaojin could imagine that she must be crying.

"Look up!" Bo Shaojin ordered.

His voice rose, but it had a different meaning to An Yin's ears.

He is hurting her!

An Yin sniffed, raised his head stubbornly, and looked directly into the man's dark and deep eyes.

Sure enough, her big eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, which gathered at the end of her eyes, looking like it would never fall off.
  "Next time you encounter this situation, you must first ensure your own safety. Do you understand?" He said in a serious tone.

"I know, I know." An Yin nodded honestly like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Wipe your tears clean."

It was as if he had bullied her and put on this aggrieved look! Bo Shaojin thought to himself.

An Yin obediently wiped her tears with her hands, trying to hold them back, but her tears were like a faucet that was turned on, falling down slowly, and the more she wiped, the more tears she shed.

"Wuwu. I really didn't mean it. I didn't want to cry. Wuwu."

"Woo."

The next second, she simply squatted down, hugged her knees with her hands, and started crying.

Bo Shaojin, "." What did he do?

Does this little girl cry so much? Cry at every turn?

Bo Shaojin resisted the restlessness in his heart and stretched out his hand to touch her soft hair. He stopped when he raised his hand in the air, and his movements froze for an instant. The next second, his hand held He made a fist and took it back forcefully.

He lowered his eyes and just watched her crying incessantly.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The only sound left in the huge bedroom was her deep breathing.

Maybe she was tired from crying for a long time. After An Yin stopped, she didn't dare to stand up and look into the man's eyes. If there was a hole in the ground, she would definitely get in without hesitation!
  "Have you cried enough?" Bo Shaojin asked, watching her slender hands secretly beating her sore calves.

"Enough, enough." Her voice was hoarse, and her words were even more vague.

"Is there any discomfort in your body?" Seeing her squatting on the ground and curling up into a ball, Bo Shaojin tried his best to lower his voice and his tone was much gentler.

Hearing his words, An Yin looked embarrassed, bit her lower lip tightly, and held back a sentence for a while, "It's okay."

She really had no talent for lying, and Bo Shaojin saw through it at a glance.

"Follow me." After leaving a few words, Bo Shaojin walked out of the bedroom first.

Seeing this, An Yin wanted to stand up, but found that his legs were numb. He swayed and almost fell. Fortunately, he put one hand on the ground and stood up slowly. Bo Shaojin turned around and saw her crumbling appearance.

Weak, delicate, and small. This is his perception of the little girl.

There is another one who loves to cry!

This is no ordinary trouble!

She has all the flaws in women that he hates!
  However, now that she was standing in front of him, Bo Shaojin didn't think she was an eyesore.

The two of them passed the spiral staircase one after another, and neither of them spoke.

An Yin found that when the two of them got along, they were silent most of the time. Maybe he was a person of few words, and she couldn't become warm when facing this man.

He feels like an iceberg, cold to the touch!

When they arrived on the first floor, Bo Shaojin took her to the door of a room, "Go in, I'll ask Aunt Zhang to check it for you."

Therefore, he simply did not believe that she was not injured. An Yin shook his head in embarrassment, "It's just a little scratch. It will be fine in a few days."

An Yin resisted inspection by others.

"Aunt Zhang, check her out."

Bo Shaojin looked at the approaching Aunt Zhang and ordered, as if he didn't take the little girl's words seriously.

"It's really not necessary." Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by the man.

"obedient!"

He only said two words.

An Yin heard the warning, and instantly, a chill ran down his back.

"Miss An, follow me." Aunt Zhang looked at the little girl in a kind tone, then opened the door on the side and walked inside.

Suddenly, a disinfectant smell hit me.

An Yin followed Aunt Zhang to the room, feeling incredible.

The medical equipment and layout in this room are comparable to an infirmary!

So, who is this man? Everywhere she looked, she was different.

Thinking of this question, An Yin suddenly remembered that she knew nothing about this man. Apart from his surname, she didn't even know his first name!

It’s incredible!
  The two have met several times, but they still don’t know his name!
  Even if I usually call him, I just call him "Brother", but I forget to ask his name.

"Miss An, what's wrong with you?" Aunt Zhang saw her dazed and couldn't help but remind her.

An Yin didn't want to say anything at first, but when he saw the concerned look on the other person's face, he slowly spoke, "The skin on my knee is a bit broken, my back is a little painful, my elbow is hurting, and so on."

Aunt Zhang's face gradually turned pale when she heard the last part.

"Lie down quickly and let me take a look."

There is a bed in the room, covered with white sheets, and a quilt, which is neatly folded and spotless. It can be seen that someone cleans here regularly.

"Oh." An Yin saw Aunt Zhang's nervous look and quickly comforted her, "Actually, it's not a big problem, it's just a little painful. Aunt Zhang, don't worry."

The little girl spoke in a soft and waxy tone, with a unique southern accent, which made people feel very comfortable.

Moreover, she also knows how to love people! Aunt Zhang loved her even more.

It's just a pity that the eldest young master said it himself. To him, the little girl in front of him is an irrelevant person.
  (End of this chapter)