Heart Stealer Young Master Bo - Chapter 1006

Bo Yucheng lowered his head and gently touched Shi Qinglan’s forehead.

His breath is slightly heavy, and he can faintly smell the wine in his breath, “Fortunately, if you want to adjust, I will accompany you.”

“No.” Shi Qinglan frowned tightly, “Why don’t you tell me if you can’t drink? Is it a fool to get yourself drunk!”

She couldn’t help but feel a little annoyed and blame herself…

I just thought that Bo Yucheng’s alcohol volume should be good, but he didn’t expect the cocktails he made to be so intoxicating.

Bo Yucheng laughed softly, “Seeing you happy.”

Seeing her having fun, she didn’t have the heart to interrupt.

Shi Qinglan bit her lower lip lightly, “Big fool, don’t do this again in the future, tell me if you can’t drink.”

“It’s okay.” Bo Yucheng’s lips curled slightly.

His lips were already blushing. At this moment, it was probably because of drunkenness. The redness of his lips seemed particularly enchanting.

Bo Yucheng put Shi Qinglan in his arms, “Isn’t it?”

He knows that his wife has been boring since he was pregnant. He was originally a person who has achieved achievements in all fields, and he can do amazing things around the world with the touch of his fingers.

But after pregnancy, except to raise a baby at home and occasionally go out shopping, she did nothing…

It is rare that she is interested in developing a new vest.

He really couldn’t bear to hit her enthusiasm, anyway, it was not a big deal, just let it be.

But Shi Qinglan lowered his eyes reproachfully, “It’s up, I will help you go back to the room to rest first, eh?”

“Yeah.” Bo Yucheng responded with a slight calm voice.

Shi Qinglan immediately put his arms around his waist, put one of his arms on his shoulders, and helped him slowly upstairs.

Bo Yucheng allowed her to hold her back, but did not put the weight of her body on her. Even if she was drunk, she was not too drunk, and stayed a little sober…

Always remember the baby in her belly.

Shi Qinglan sent Bo Yucheng back to the room, carefully led him to the bed, and let him lie down.

She bent over and untied the man’s suit jacket to help take it off, took off the tie and put it aside, and helped him to take off the slippers, and then tenderly covered him with the quilt.

“Is it uncomfortable?” She reached out and stroked the man’s cheek.

His cheeks are slightly hot, but fortunately, they are not too hot. Fortunately, he did not continue to let him drink a cup of coconut palm fragrance.

Bo Yucheng’s lips twitched gently.

“Still laughing.” Shi Qinglan’s expression was a little solemn, “You just lie here obediently for me, I’ll make some sober soup for you, don’t let me find you running down when you come back.”

With that, she got up and prepared to go downstairs.

But Bo Yucheng slammed her wrist and pulled her back directly, “Don’t go.”

Shi Qinglan turned his eyes to the man on the bed.

Bo Yucheng’s normally deep eyes were a little lighter, filled with drunkenness, and looked very affectionate when he looked at Shi Qinglan, “Don’t go, don’t let you go.”

It is rare for Shi Qinglan to see that he has a childish temper.

The temper was involuntarily softened, and a touch of gentleness was added from the eyebrows to the temperament, “Good, good.”

“I’m not going.” She softly coaxed the coquettish man.

Bo Yucheng was quite satisfied now, and gave a low hmm, but the hot palm still held her tightly.

Naturally, Shi Qinglan was still uneasy, and sent a text message to Ji Lin with his other hand, asking him to cook some sober soup.

“Come up.” Bo Yucheng squeezed her little hand lightly.

Shi Qinglan’s eyes flashed slightly, “Huh?”

Bo Yucheng held her hand and walked up slowly, then he hugged her arm and nudged twice like a baby.

He tilted his head and kissed Shi Qinglan’s hand lightly, “Lanlan accompanies me to sleep for a while, okay?”

Shi Qinglan looked at the man helplessly.

She couldn’t bear it, she stretched out her hand and gently squeezed his cheek, “Bo Yucheng, are you acting like a baby with me?”

“Yeah.” Bo Yucheng admitted without embarrassment.

People who are drunk are always presumptuous. He usually can never act like a baby with the times. At most, he will punish her. Now, I have never seen this look before.

Shi Qinglan curled her red lips slightly, a sly flash in her eyes, and she leaned closer, “Then you call me Dad.”

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng raised his eyes and looked at her.

The black pupils gradually got a little deep meaning, but they were very faint, making it difficult to tell whether he was drunk or not.

Bo Yucheng licked his posterior molars, and almost laughed angrily by her, “Lan Lan, I’m not that drunk yet.”

“Oh.” Shi Qinglan’s white cheeks bulged slightly.

But Bo Yucheng looked at her with interest, “I didn’t expect you to have this special hobby?”

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan’s beautiful eyes stared slightly.

She immediately pulled her arm out of his arms, “Who has this habit! Obviously you have it! I don’t know who used to be in bed and forced me to call brother…”

Bo Yucheng chuckled lowly.

He was still drunk in his eyebrows, indeed he had drunk too much, but he wasn’t drunk enough.

“Go to sleep.” Shi Qinglan squinted at him.

She immediately stood up, “I’ll see if the hangover soup is ready, do you hear me go to bed?”

“Yeah.” Bo Yucheng chuckled his lips lightly and responded in a low voice.

Shi Qinglan immediately left the bedroom to look at the hangover soup, and Ji Lin came up with the hangover soup, “Miss, what’s the matter? Why did my uncle suddenly get drunk.”

“My fault.” Shi Qinglan pressed her lower lip lightly.

She took the bowl of sober soup, “I’ll just take it in, and say hello to me. We won’t go downstairs for dinner tonight, and make some white porridge. If Acheng wakes up, I will let him drink.”

“What can you do if you don’t eat dinner?” Ji Lin obviously disagrees. “I will prepare some white porridge for my uncle. I will bring you a portion for dinner, and the baby will have to eat too.”

“All right then.” Shi Qinglan nodded.

She then returned to the bedroom with the bowl of hangover soup.

Bo Yucheng had a headache because of the alcohol. He lay on his back and closed his eyes slightly, raising his hand and gently rubbing his temple.

“Drink some sober soup before going to sleep, eh?” Shi Qinglan was no longer fierce, coaxing him softly and patiently.

Bo Yucheng sat up on the bed and looked at her with interest, “You want to feed me?”

Shi Qinglan sat on the edge of the bed with a bowl, “Otherwise?”

She lowered her eyes and blew the sober soup gently, and after tasting the temperature, she handed it to the man’s mouth, “Open your mouth.”

Upon seeing this, Bo Yucheng gave a little helpless laugh.

Shi Qinglan himself is a pregnant woman and needs others to take care of him. How dare he really let her feed himself soup?

“I’ll do it myself.” He said as he stretched out his hand.

But Shi Qinglan stared at him fiercely, “If you ask you to open your mouth, you will open your mouth! Drunk and honestly wait for me to wait for me! Hurry up or I will grab your head.”

This milky milk pretends to lose its temper…

Bo Yucheng is really miserable.