Mr. Bo, please stop

Chapter 102 I Used to Love You So Much 4
Qin Xiaoai raised her head and glared at him, really thinking that everyone was as hungry and thirsty as him.

After Qin Xiaoai tore off his shirt, he took it off, only half of it, and he was very careful and slow when he was on the arm.

Bo Yiheng subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover it...

"Take it away." Qin Xiaoai was annoyed, what to cover, really thought she didn't know, Qin Xiaoai thought he was heartless, but there was still this wink, just when he turned around to go out, he found out His left arm is different from the right one, and besides her just now, she clearly smelled the smell of alcohol and iodophor, not to mention the injury, Qin Xiaoai didn't want to owe favors...

Bo Yiheng, who was yelled at by Qin Xiaoai, was quite surprised, and let her take out iodophor and cotton swabs from the medicine box, and then tore off a piece of gauze on his arm...

Disinfecting, wiping, and sticking gauze, every movement was done carefully, as if afraid of hurting him.

Bo Yiheng quietly stared at the little woman who was focused on disinfecting him. At this moment, his heart was full. If only he could go on like this...

"Little wild cat."

"En? Why did you call me Little Wild Cat again?" Qin Xiaoai, who had reacted, gave him a dissatisfied look.

That glance was so playful and charming that Bo Yiheng fell into it involuntarily.

Maybe, what his mother said is right, Qin Xiaoai is a master who eats soft but not hard, if you are strong, she will be stronger than you, and on the contrary, once you treat her a little better, she will I feel like I owe you something, and then I become extra talkative.

For example, now, Bo Yiheng can clearly feel the difference between Qin Xiaoai and him. Before doing it differently, he would have started making troubles, how could he treat your wounds kindly.

The injury on Bo Yiheng's arm was really not serious, it was just that the bullet had rubbed off a piece of skin, and it looked a bit oozing. Qin Xiaoai took care of it for him, re-wrapped it, and then threw the shirt to him: "Okay, put it on."

"Oh, no, wait a minute." Qin Xiaoai suddenly seemed to remember something, turned around and went to the cloakroom, and took out a new white shirt.

"It was broken just now, don't make me pay for it." Qin Xiaoai looked at the sky, turned around and climbed onto the bed after saying a word, um, so tired...

Qin Xiaoai knows that she can't afford to pay for Bo Yiheng's casual clothes. After all, she is just an ordinary person who has just graduated and has no job. Every piece of Bo Yiheng's clothes is tailored by a special designer. Made to order.

"You are mine now. If you want, you can destroy all the clothes there." Bo Yiheng pursed his lips, in a particularly good mood.

"Who's yours?" Qin Xiaoai raised her head and glared at him sharply.

Even if she is grateful, she doesn't admit it, Qin Xiaoai refuses to admit it, so she doesn't want to have anything to do with Bo Yiheng.

"Do you know who the person who kidnapped me is?" Qin Xiaoai dropped her phone and moved closer to Bo Yiheng. She was still more curious about this.

"It's just a bunch of people who are greedy for money." Bo Yiheng understated it, and Qin Xiaoai obviously didn't believe it. Those who want to kidnap money-grubbers must be those wealthy daughters. She, who nobody wants, could be the target of those people...

"Looking at you coming out of the Qin family's villa, the servants of the Qin family are also polite to you, and naturally think that you have something to do with the Qin family."

(End of this chapter)