National schoolmaster, too arrogant!

"What are you touching?"

Warm heart also raised hand to stick on the back of his hand.

Thin with cold, like an electric shock, suddenly release the hand, along with her hand to wave away.

"Thin with cold..."

Looking at her injured expression, Bo Yihan whispered, "go home."

Warm heart shook his head.

Bo Yihan said, "send you home, I will not go."

"Really?"

"Well, I won't go."

After hearing his promise, the warm heart finally laughed again, "you mean what you say, let's go home."

With that, she had already led him to the door.

……

Wen family.

Bo Yihan just stopped the car, warm heart quickly opened the door and turned to the driver's seat.

When he got out of the car, she immediately climbed up his arm with both hands and cheered, "go home, go home..."

The servants and bodyguards who passed by were all stunned.

This young master Bo is here to apologize to the first lady, as we all know.

After such a short time, not only did the young lady not get angry, but also the young master got stuck like this.

It seems that the first lady really loves her fiance.

As soon as she came out, she almost lost her chin when she saw that her eldest daughter was so thin.

She hurried forward and said respectfully, "Miss, master Bo, you are back."

A lift an eye, see warm heart blush small face, immediately panic of ask, "big young lady is sick?"? I'll go to the doctor

"No, she's drunk." After explaining, Bo Yihan asked, "where is her room? I'll take her back to her room. "

"Young master Bo, come with me."

When Zhang Ma led them to the door of the room, she stopped and said, "young master Bo, the boudoir of the eldest lady is inconvenient for men. Do you think you are?"

Bo Yihan understood what Zhang Ma meant, "Zhang Ma, take good care of her."

"Don't worry, young master Bo."

Thin with cold hang head to warm heart soft voice way, "let go of me."

Warm heart shook his head hard, "no!"

"Miss, there are still things in your room..." Zhang Ma didn't say everything, then whispered, "it's not convenient for Mr. Bo to enter."

Warm heart now drunk, completely do not understand what mother Zhang said, more tightly holding thin to cold arm, "you want to force us apart? Why are you so bad? "

For a moment, mother Zhang couldn't understand what happened to warm heart.

She asked Bo Yihan, "young master Bo, young lady, this is..."

"Drunk, that's it." Bo Yihan is used to her drunkenness.

"I'm not drunk. I'm sober." Warm heart cold hum, push open the door of his room, "thin with cold, don't listen to her, my room I decide, I say can enter can enter!"

"Miss..."

Zhang Ma's anxious cry had no effect on warming her heart.

When the door of the room was fully opened, Zhang Ma turned her head awkwardly and felt that she had no need to persuade her.

Bo Yihan didn't plan to pry into her room. After all, Zhang Ma said it was inconvenient for him before, so even if the door was wide open, he just turned his head and didn't look in.

But warm heart is suddenly exclaimed, "thin with cold, you look, my room has a drawing board, there are paintings, painting or you."

Zhang Ma was embarrassed again when she listened to what she said.

She thought that the sober young lady would not want Mr. Bo to see the painting, but now she can't stop it. She can only retreat quietly and leave the space for them.