Lan Chu's clear eyes were full of shock.

Bai Jingchen circled one arm around her waist to lock her, and his other big palm gently buckled the back of her head. The domineering and unpredictable kiss almost left the girl with nowhere to escape.

Lan Chu Xinxian trembled slightly...

She pressed her hand lightly against the man's hard chest, felt his burning breath, and her face gradually became a little red.

The girl bit the man's lips in annoyance.

"Hiss--" Bai Jingchen couldn't help but take a breath of cold air in pain.

His affectionate kiss was suddenly interrupted, so he had to let go of the girl, gently wiped her bitten lips with her fingertips, and indeed a few drops of blood were oozing out.

Bai Jingchen frowned slightly, looked down at the blood stained on his fingertips, "Chu'er, are you biting your husband so hard?"

"That me..." Lan Chu bit her lip lightly.

She lowered her head guiltily, quietly lifted her eyelids to look at him, and muttered in a low voice, "I...I didn't bite you on purpose, I just...can't breathe."

Upon hearing this, Bai Jingchen couldn't help but laughed angry by her.

The big palm held up the girl's face, and the man looked at her with a serious look down, "So many times, why haven't you learned to breathe?"

Lan Chu's face instantly turned redder.

Her clear eyes glared at the man, "Bai Jingchen, you sprinkled my milk tea, which made me not eat the cake, and I'm still acting like a hooligan, I ignore you!"

The girl stomped her feet in shame. She turned around and ran in anger, and her short legs were not fast without running fast.

"I'm not a hooligan anymore, can't I be wrong?"

Bai Jingchen's lips curled gently, and he slid his hands into his pockets freely, and slowly walked with his long legs and chased the girl behind, "I'll pay you milk tea and cakes, will you drink taro nectar Bobo milk tea? Don't have taro nectar, don't have milk tea, just Bobo's kind..."

I heard the man's teasing voice coming from behind.

Lan Chu covered her face with both hands, and her tender little hands pressed against her cheeks, and she could feel the hot temperature.

She accelerated her pace more and more, Bai Jingchen's smile continued to dote on her, and soon caught up with her...

It turns out that his girl is so easy to coax. She doesn't need candlelight dinner or wine. Just give her some sweets.

...

In midsummer of July, the green trees are as clear as blue as the sky.

The new vogue magazine is released. The charm of the queen of the music industry, Qingyue, and the sunshine of Chinese actor Shi Qing'an, has completely captured the hearts of fans as early as the pre-sale!

The new July issue was almost cut in seconds.

In the office building of Bo’s chaebol, employees were either dancing or crying and howling, and talked about this after lunch break...

"The charming queen vs. the little puppy is so easy to kowtow! I recently took fantasy and found some candy, and I feel a little bit over the top."

"I'm going to cry if I didn't grab the magazine, I'm going to cry now!"

"I got it! It's so awesome that the vogue was cut in seconds. Fortunately, I have the speed of being single for twenty-five years!"

"When will I get the real candy? I really want to see the little puppy crying when he is pressed under the fairy..."

Just as the employees were discussing it in full swing.

Bo Yucheng suddenly walked into the tea room, and the black suit wrapped around the man's tall body. His body inadvertently exuded a little coldness, and his eyes were staring blankly.

"Bo... Master Bo." The chattering employee was silent in an instant.

Although the tea room is a place to rest and it is also a lunch break, the employees were still a little scared when they saw Mr. Bo.

Bo Yucheng's face was cold and responded in a deep voice, "Yes."

He sat in the office for too long and wanted to come to the tea room to move around himself. He picked up a cup of coffee and was about to leave. He glanced at him and suddenly noticed the screen of an employee's mobile phone...

It happens to be the cover image of the new July issue of vogue.

Bo Yucheng was not interested in celebrities, but when he saw the woman on the cover, his eyes subconsciously stopped for a moment.

The woman is wearing a delicate mask, her eyes are clear and beautiful, her red lips are charming, and her figure is even more charming, and her body is surrounded by a nobleness and sharpness that comes from her bones...

Even if he doesn't show his face, he still gives people a sense of familiarity.

His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, "Who is this?"

"Ah?" The employee was stunned for a moment. She looked at the man's eyes, and then realized what he was asking, "Oh, this... it's Qingyue, the queen of the music industry."

"Qingyue?" Bo Yucheng's eyes became a little deeper.

I have never heard of this name, but there are countless details on this woman that overlap with her, especially her every frown and smile when her red lips are slightly raised, which is exactly the same as her.

The employee noticed that the man was paying special attention to this, so she asked carefully, "Master Bo, do you like Qingyue too?"

Bo Yucheng gently stroked the coffee cup with his fingertips, and his slanted eyes faintly sniffed into the screen, "No interest."

He opened his cold lips expressionlessly and uttered a few words, then stepped on his slender legs and left the tea room...

"No, no?" Employee A felt incredible as he looked at his left back, "Master Bo just asked about my goddess?"

"I have never seen any woman Bo is interested in."

"The domineering president will say he is not interested, but he is very honest. When Mr. Bo returns to the office later, he may tell Assistant Wen..."

Employee B cleared his throat and put on a cold face to imitate, "In three minutes, I want all the information about this woman."

The tea room burst into laughter and the atmosphere was pleasant.

After Bo Yucheng returned to the president's office, the dark ink pupils added a little depth to his dark pupils. The meaning was unclear, making people unable to understand what he was thinking at the moment.

"Tu tuk--" until the knock on the door rang.

Bo Yucheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he responded in a deep voice, "Enter."

Wen Mo immediately pushed open the office door and entered, still looking expressionless, "Master Bo."

He handed over a secret letter contained in a folder.

Bo Yucheng casually tucked his eyelids. He took the folder and opened it, lowered his eyes and glanced at the information on it. The originally unravelled eyes suddenly froze.

Wen Mo pursed his lips, "Mr. Bo, the goods you want were cut off by Jingshige in Country A during transnational transportation."

Bo Yucheng's slightly heavy voice felt a little oppressive, "Reason?"

"There are no red-headed documents for transnational transportation." Wen Mo replied truthfully.

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng's ink-colored pupils added a bit of coldness. He threw the folder on the desk casually, and then leaned back against the back of the leather seat.

He sneered coldly, "The work of the heir who has never shown his face in Jingshi Pavilion?"

"It seems that no, I heard that the heir has disappeared recently. It is difficult for even Jingshi Pavilion to contact him. Someone else should be involved in this matter." Wen Mo said..
Chapter completed!