68: C68 It Fell into His Heart

C68 It Fell into His Heart

After saying it for a long time without any response, Tang Qingge was a little afraid.

"Boss Bo, are you there?"

Her voice was trembling.

After a long time.

"Mhm."

The man's voice carried a calming power.

She let out a sigh of relief. " Oh, it's fine, it's fine. I was just asking. It's fine as long as you're here."

After a while, Tang Qingge fell asleep.

In the darkness, the man slowly opened his eyes. That pair of obsidian black eyes looked down on everyone. He heard a woman snore softly beside his ear, and his eyes were deep in thought.

She was obviously as scared as the others, but in this situation, she could only rely on him, and she could even sleep.

She was afraid that he would rely on her, so didn't she feel conflicted?

The next morning...

Tang Qingge rolled out from under the bed. Her waist-length hair had turned into a chicken nest. She quickly ran to the bathroom and twitched her mouth at herself in the mirror.

On the bright side, she was glad that she did not take the initiative to climb onto Boss Bo's bed, right? Otherwise, she would be misunderstood as having ulterior motives towards him. No matter how she explained, she would not be able to explain it clearly.

Today, she had to stay in the crew for the whole day. Tang Qingge tidied up a bit and did not dare to delay any further as she ran into the crew.

The same morning.

Tang Cheng had failed to escape overnight and was even caught by Ding Yan. He shook Little Radish's legs and stood in front of the man in an orderly manner. In the entire meeting room of the hotel... More than 30 bodyguards stood behind Tang Cheng. Bo Qichen looked at the culprit. Calm down. Spit out.

"Transfer money, steal cell phones, ghost... Hm? "

Every crime was pinned on Tang Cheng's tiny head, so much so that he didn't dare to raise his head. The man's face was dark and gloomy, and his body was full of low pressure. His voice was extremely cold, "The reason."

His tone didn't seem very good.

Tang Cheng was about to cry. He knew that this cheap father of his seemed to dote on him, but once he got angry, it would be a disaster for everyone in the villa.

He whispered, "I like her..."

Ding Yan automatically translated beside him and squatted beside him. He said anxiously, "Little Master, we all know that you like Miss Tang, but this man and woman... No matter how much he liked her, he could not sleep together. Unless they were a couple, they could only sleep in the same room. Do you understand? "

Tang Cheng looked at Ding Yan and curled his lips in disdain. He turned around and wrote something on the tablet with a pen.

Ding Yan stood up and looked around. He saw what Tang Cheng wrote.

[Rice cooked, cooked, cooked.]

Ding Yan,... ""

He thought that he did not understand, but who knew that he knew everything.

Ding Yan quickly covered his tablet and asked him in a low voice, "Little Master, who taught you this?"

Tang Cheng looked at him and wrote on the tablet. You.

Ding Yan was stunned. How could this be taught by him? Wait a minute. The day before yesterday, Little Master had indeed come over to ask him how to let a man and a woman be together in a proper manner.2

Then he told him that as long as they cooked rice, it would be enough!

This is bad, this is bad!

Ding Yan quickly wiped away the words Tang Cheng had written. He was afraid that his boss would find out that he had led Tang Cheng astray. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and turned to Bo Qichen, begging for mercy on Tang Cheng's behalf.

"Boss Bo, Little Master seems to really like Miss Tang."

The man looked down at Little Radish's leg. Tang Cheng looked at him with his bright eyes. He looked very obedient, but no one saw the cunning look in his eyes.

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