Chapter 822: Dream Part I (48)

Outside the villa, it was snowing again, and the roof of the Bentley was covered with a thin layer.

The inside of the room was warm and warm, the molecules in the air were beating nervously, it pierced the skin and entered the blood vessels, and the thin light could even feel the blood in his own veins gurgling, and it hit the pipe wall one by one, rubbing a higher temperature.

She spread back on the couch and gestured towards the boy.

Su Li breathed a sigh of relief, he put it down nervously, trembling his fingertips to peel off all his dignity.

Time passed very slowly in this moment, the clock seemed to be tired, the second hand was sluggish with every movement, and he closed his eyelids again and listened to the silence of the world.

"Good boy." Bo lightly touched the other party's head like a reward: "The contract will be redrafted, and the five million you want will arrive later, but from this moment on, you can't leave the villa at will without my permission." ā€

Su Li subconsciously said: "I still have to go to class." He turned his back uncomfortably, trying to avoid her gaze.

The face under the thin light mask raised his eyebrows, controlled the person in his arms, and forced him to look directly at himself: "Look at your performance, I will be dissatisfied with it one day, and I will suspend class at any time." ā€

The other party's calm and strange eyes made his heart rise and refuse, especially in this case, he hated to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Okay, tonight is the adaptation period, you can move around at will, familiarize yourself with the room, provided that you can only climb, there is an iron cage in the hall on the second floor, and you can sleep there in the future."

She said and threw him a new step: "Carry the slave code on your back, check it at any time, and there will be a penalty for making a mistake." ā€

Su Lihun took it unconsciously, and before he could react, he was trampled on the ground: "Remember every word I say, I like obedient slaves." ā€

His posture was ugly, he was ashamed to death, and he snorted his lips: "...... I—I see. ā€

Bo Qing took away his clothes, ignored him, put on his coat and left the villa, and the black Bentley gradually disappeared into the snowstorm.

In the car, she opened her laptop and manipulated it a few times at will, and the teenager jumped out at a loss.

Su Li sat on the velvet carpet, looked around cautiously, shrunk his head, as if he was afraid of something.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Anyone? He called out tentatively, and when he saw that no one responded, he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, he opened it, found the file, and looked at it carefully, and the more he looked at it, the redder he became, and even had a mind of resistance.

Bo chuckled lightly, without the cover of the mask, her pale cheeks looked a little fragile, she closed the computer, and touched a certain part of her back tiredly, after the time of anesthesia, at this moment there was a pain in the bones.

Thinking of that person, her eyes darkened instantly, and the extreme darkness spread in her eyes, which was suffocating and rich, like a dark cloud above Kyushu, brewing an impending storm.

In a manor in country A, a young man who looked no different from Bo Qing was lying on the hospital bed, his face was pale, Xie Tong was sitting next to him, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, which was something Bo Qing had never seen before, at this moment, she was holding a bowl of light porridge and feeding him, spoonful by spoon extremely serious.

"Listen to the doctor and get well soon." The woman looked at him, pityful and doting.

The young man shook his palm, he could feel his body getting better, his face that had been gloomy for more than ten years finally showed a smile, he swallowed the food and said, "What about her?" ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Returned home. ā€