my guardian Mr. Bo

Chapter 187
The next day.

When An Ge'er got up, she went downstairs, and her uncle was already sitting downstairs looking at the documents.

He was wearing a black Armani suit and a white shirt. He was abstinent and cold, and there was nothing unusual in his expression.

An Ge'er rubbed her eyes, as expected.

The man who was crazy last night, who treated her like a beast, had nothing to do with him who was full of abstinence in front of her. Just looking at his current appearance, she could never have imagined how he got up, so unexpectedly ...

But it was indeed he who did those things to himself.

Sitting on the table to eat, A Dong took a document from his uncle, glanced at her, and asked casually, "Miss, it's so hot, what are you doing with your clothes covering your neck? You're not afraid of prickly heat."

When An Ge'er heard this, her small face instantly became a little strange, and the roots of her ears were quietly stained with a thin blush.

The neck shrank subconsciously into the shirt, there was no way, she couldn't wear clothes that showed her neck, and there were pink kiss marks all over them, what should she do with those?
"Cough, it's not hot."

An Ge'er ate with her head down, her eyes dodging as she spoke.

Bo Yan lifted his eyes from the document, his slender eyes rested on her flushed ears, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

"Really, I think it's hot enough." A Dong innocently glanced at the blue sky and scorching sun outside, curled his lips and frowned.

An Ge'er was even more embarrassed.

The atmosphere was inexplicably ambiguous, An Ge'er seemed to suddenly think of something, intentionally or unintentionally wanted to break the dullness, so while drinking milk, she asked, "By the way, uncle, I want to ask you something .”

"what?"

Bo Yan's voice was still light, but it implied deep affection.

"Well, I'm just curious. There is a frame hanging on the head of the bed in your room. It is framed with a white cloth? There is also a dark red color. What is that? Is it blood? Whose is it? Uncle, you have received it before. hurt?"

An Ge'er asked several questions in a row.

"puff--!"

A Dong just took a sip of water, but after An Ge'er's question, he spit out suddenly.

An Ge'er looked at him in surprise, but saw that A Dong picked up the document and his feet were like the wind, "Boss, Miss, I'll go first."

……

A Dong left the villa almost without looking back, panting slightly, his wet forehead was almost speechless and sweating.

Obedient.

What question did the lady ask the boss?
That white cloth?
Dark red blood?

He was not mistaken, he seemed to have a glimpse of that thing one day before.

He probably knew what it was.

But I didn't expect to be framed by the boss.

Wasn't that the night when the little lady was drugged and the boss...?
But just now, she actually asked the boss that question herself, asking what was hanging on the wall.

……

A Dong, a handsome Ouba, blushed decisively.

in the villa.

An Ge'er was not stupid. Seeing A Dong's reaction, she suddenly understood that it was not as simple as she thought.

But what would that thing be?
Where did the blood come from?

"Uncle, Ah Dong...?"

"It's okay, let's eat." Bo Yan said, his eyes flickered, he hesitated, and said, "I was indeed injured before, but it wasn't me, but another person, so I kept it as a treasure of memory .”

An Ge'er was taken aback for a moment, then nodded half-understanding, "Oh, is that so..."

　Fu Zai: Haha, Xiao Geer is rarely confused, haha.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)