Shi Qinglan's beautiful eyes were filled with anger.

She then took off her coat, tiptoed on her toes and put it on the man's shoulder, and then grabbed his wrist and walked towards the villa.

"Lanlan, put on your clothes."

Bo Yucheng looked at the girl's thin shirt, frowned tightly, raised his hand and wanted to return the coat to her, but his side touched the slightly sharp and annoyed gaze.

His hands stopped, "It's cold tonight..."

"Shut up." Shi Qinglan glanced at her beautiful eyes. She bit her lips angrily, "If you know Liang, just put it on me."

Bo Yucheng: "..."

He is in good health because he is afraid that she will get cold.

But Shi Qinglan was determined, and his cool hand tightly held him, leading him to speed up his pace. The road from the garden to the villa seemed to be so long that he had been in love with him for a lifetime.

The corners of the man's lips couldn't help but sing.

"Bang--"

Shi Qinglan opened the door of the villa with fingerprints, raised his foot and kicked it open, and then kicked it backwards and closed it.

Bo Yucheng glanced at the footprints on the door in a slanted eyes.

A smile was curled in his narrow eyes, "When did Lanlan become so violent? Why didn't I notice it before?"

He lowered his head slightly to the girl's ear, and quipped with a low voice, "Will you abuse me in the future, huh?"

"No matter how poor I talk, I'm going to be domestic violence now."

Shi Qinglan bent down and took the remote control from the coffee table, held the knuckles with one hand and used force, "Click--"

The TV remote control cracked.

Bo Yucheng couldn't help but chuckled softly. He took the broken remote control in the girl's hand and gently stroked his fingertips, "I won't worry about you being bullied by others in the future."

Maybe, he should think about how to finish it if someone is beaten to her in the future and even paralyzed.

"I'm still poor?"

Shi Qinglan loosened his knuckles, and his slightly raised red lips felt a little threatening chill, "Hurry off my clothes."

Bo Yucheng is at least 185 years tall, and wearing a girl's high school uniform and jacket, it is indeed a bit awkward.

The man held his eyes and smiled lightly, "Okay."

As he said that, he reached out to peel the girl's clothes.

Shi Qinglan immediately turned his head and dodged, and took a step back, "I asked you to take off your clothes, what are you doing?"

"Hmm?" Bo Yu's voice rose slightly, "Lan Lan just said clearly...I asked me to take off your clothes."

Shi Qinglan: "..."

She loosened her knuckles again, and her heart was about to be violent. Finally, she turned around and brought the medical box in anger.

When he came back, Bo Yucheng had already taken off his school uniform jacket.

The buttons of the white shirt are unbuttoned, and the neckline is wide open, revealing the strong chest and delicate and perfect abdominal muscle lines.

"Go to the sofa and hang out."

Shi Qinglan didn't even look at it, lowered his eyes and took out the medical gloves and put them on, preparing the alcohol cotton ball and tweezers.

Bo Yucheng was unobedient and leaned against her. His big palm was about to cover the hand holding tweezers, but the girl suddenly raised her hand and poked the man's eyes with the tip of the tweezers.

She smiled, her red lips slightly raised but seemed to threaten, "I just said, let you lie on the sofa."

Bo Yucheng seemed to see murderous intent in her eyes.

He pursed his thin lips, and a little regret flashed in his deep eyes, but in the end he suppressed his eagerness.

So a certain wife had to be obedient and obedient.

"Lanlan, it hurts..." Bo Yucheng looked up at the girl.

Shi Qinglan's eyes were lowered, and she pursed her red lips, and was preparing the disinfection tool very seriously. The silhouette of her face was exquisite and perfect, but when she raised her eyes, she spit out a word, "It's."
Chapter completed!