Chapter 7: Yesterday's Lover

Xia Hanxun hadn't been so sad for a long time, her little shoulders trembled violently because of sobbing, and her hands subconsciously clenched into fists.

There was only one thought in her heart: she wanted to see Bo Yixi!!

"I'm going to have to find him and ask ......"

She never believed that Bo Yixi would suddenly empathize with him.

So much so that she forgot how the seat belt was fastened.

Whether it was her left hand or her right hand pulling it, she didn't remember at all.

The man pressed her against the wall yesterday morning, picked her up rough and gently, his eyebrows were full of tenderness, kissing her little red face that had just come out of the bed, and his voice was gentle: "Xiao Xun, my brother has booked a ticket for our trip to Bangkok next week, and when the time comes, we will go to see Vanessa singing and dancing to praise and give you this innocent little brain...... Well? Do you like it? ”

"I like it," Xia Hanxun stood on tiptoe, squinted her eyes shyly and was satisfied and happy, and said softly: "As long as my brother likes it, Xun Xun likes it!" ”

"So, I really booked a couple's hotel this timeβ€”"

He hooked her thin white neck, which seemed to be flirtatious in her ears.

Xia Hanxun was still very shy when he was sober, and he didn't leave that side when he heard his words, and he didn't dare to exhale in his arms with a red face.

Yesterday's lover's ears and temples grinded, and the slow voice still echoed in his ears.

Xia Hanxun shook his head, holding his head that was about to explode.

"Actually, you can wait at home for him to come home in the evening, and let the whole family help you learn a lesson." Bo Qinghang was a lot taller than the girl next to him, and the light behind the lenses floated slightly, in fact, after thinking about it, he felt that it was better to take people home first, and ask if things were as she said before making plans.

Although the news was equally shocking to him,...... Bo Qinghang didn't want the little girl to run out in such a panic.

Something happened, and she couldn't afford to let the Bo family raise her for ten years.

The intersection lights up red.

He stared at her for a moment and sighed softly.

Seeing that her little face was almost ruddy, tears flowed down her face, crying so badly, Bo Qinghang felt a little difficult to breathe inexplicably.

"You don't need to talk too much!" Relieved the bad mood of the rampage in his head, Xia Hanxun roared violently like a hedgehog with sharp bone spurs all over his body.

"Hey, since your desire to see Bo Yixi is so firm, I'll give you a ride!"

Xia Hanxun's eyes widened, how could this sound like a dead man?

This man has a straight face, dark eyebrows, and thin lips, but he can't listen to a word of what he says!

Xu was aware of the little girl's shock, Bo Qinghang took out his mobile phone and said to himself:

"I'll call first to see if he has a party tonight."

Bo Yixi is young and vigorous, and there is only Xia Hanxun's little girlfriend who is well-known to him, and the two often play together when they are at home.

But after all, he is a man who inherited the Bo family, managing such a large company, and sometimes he has to go on business trips or even go abroad, and during this period, it is not impossible to meet the daughter of the Lu family outside.

Bo Qinghang dialed the phone, and inadvertently looked at the girl sitting next to him, just in time to meet her big red eyes.

He changed the phone to his left hand again, Sven's clean face raised a smile, gently pressed her small shoulders and patiently comforted: "Don't be so nervous, he can't call other women 'wife' in front of you." ”