Bo Shao don't talk about love: I am an acting school

Yilian gritted her teeth and looked at the woman who said such words, wanting to be her boss's wife, ah, she didn't even look at how much she was, but when she thought about how much King cared about her, she froze, if this woman really If you do that, you might be able to succeed.

She lowered her eyes, thinking about the credibility of Sang Jiuqing's words.

Sang Jiuqing saw that the other party was a little shaken, raised her eyebrows, and hooked the corners of her mouth.

"I like Young Master Bai, and now I can't wait to get back to him, I think he should be looking for me too, Yilian, don't you want me to leave that man?"

Yi Lian frowned, looked up and saw Sang Jiuqing with a serious face, after being slightly stunned, a hint of malice flashed in her eyes.

"If you dare to come back, I will make your life worse than death."

"make a deal."

Sang Jiuqing said these two words with a smile, touched the cigarette case on the side, took out one, lit it, took a puff, and exhaled a smoke ring, feeling refreshed immediately.

Sure enough, a woman's jealousy is the most terrifying. The masked man probably wouldn't have thought that someone who had been with him for so long would betray him.

After Yi Lian turned around and went out, she lightly held the cigarette between her fingertips, turned her head and looked at the room, it was low-luxury and simple, like a beautiful cage, the more she struggled, the narrower it became, so she did nothing Just do it and wait for Boluo City to rescue her.

Although she saw the scene between him and Li Yaqian today, she was very firm in her heart, Boluo City would definitely come to save her, as he said, she had to learn to trust him.

Boluo City, I hope you won't let me down...

Boluo City hadn't slept for several days at this time. He was afraid that if he fell asleep, he would miss some news, so he could only sit on the sofa and stare at the phone, hoping that the screen would light up.

The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone broke the silence here, and an unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen.

Boluo City frowned, but still picked it up.

"Building A 311, not far from Sang Jiuqing's villa."

A female voice sounded, Bo Luocheng wanted to ask something more, but the other party had already hung up. Isn't Sang Jiuqing's villa the one he gave her?
With deep eyes, he took out a pistol from the drawer and put it on his waist, and called Nanshi Nanfeng and other people back, and a group of people walked towards 311.

Nan Feng was also puzzled, it couldn't be that person was really hiding here, if so, the other party's heart was too big.

It was already evening, the villa was reflected in the sunlight, it looked no different from other houses, and its location was far away from Sang Jiuqing's villa.

Boluo City can't control so much anymore, his mind is full of Sang Jiuqing, and when he thinks that the woman is still alive, his heart feels like a balloon is inflated.

Just as they were about to open the gate, there was a weak gunshot, and a hole appeared in the stone at the foot of Boluo City. Everyone was startled, and immediately looked around vigilantly, looking for a place to hide themselves.

The corner of Bo Luocheng's mouth curled up, watching the door being slowly opened from the inside, and the man wearing the mask appeared in front of him, calmly, patted the hem of his clothes lightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Since you're here, why don't you come in and sit?"

Boluo City came out from behind the pillar, seeing this man, his eyes widened, and he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

"Give me Sang Jiuqing, and I will let you leave here."

A smile flashed across the eyes under the mask, the corners of his mouth curled up, and a silver pistol appeared in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was now facing Boluo City.

"She is very obedient, like a little pet, if I hand it over, I won't be sad to death."

Bo Luocheng got angry and took out the guns on his waist. The two shot at the same time, and each took a step away. Nan Shi didn't help, and no one came out of the villa.

After a while, the sound of a helicopter sounded overhead, and a rope came down with a "wow". The masked man shook the rope to his waist, raised his eyebrows, and wanted to leave here.

How could Boluo City make him happy, and he was about to shoot, but the man said another word.

"Sang Jiuqing is in the room, Boluo City, I will come back to find her, you have to watch her carefully."

Boluo City was taken aback, winked towards Nan, turned around and entered the house by himself, the room was very clean, there was even a cup of brewed coffee in the living room, it seemed that he left in a hurry.

Just as he was about to go upstairs, he saw the person coming down the stairs. The two of them looked at each other, and they both froze on the spot.

Sang Jiuqing almost thought she was dazzled, so she rubbed her eyes. In a second, she was slammed against the railing by someone who suddenly bumped into her. It hurt a little, but she pursed her lips, and nothing happened. explain.

"I thought you were really dead..."

Bo Luocheng's eyes were red and bloodshot, and he hugged Sang Jiuqing tightly. The fatigue of the past few days swept up at this moment, and when his eyes went dark, he fell down.

"Damn it, Boluo City!"

Sang Jiuqing caught the man, but he was still in the fog at this time. He was relieved when he saw the south wind coming in. It turned out that they really found this place.

Nanfeng's eyes were very complicated, he hoped that this person died, but also hoped that she would live well, after all, the boss had gone mad.

Sang Jiuqing and Nanfeng supported Bo Luocheng, walked out of the gate of the villa, and she realized after walking a few steps, isn't this fucking her villa area?The other party actually chose the position here, it seems that the artist is really bold.

Walking to her room and opening the door, An Hong rushed over like a fat bird and plunged into Sang Jiuqing's arms.

Sang Jiuqing put the noble head of Boluo City aside, turned to comfort An Hong, rubbed the swollen chest hit by the opponent, and twitched the corners of her mouth with some headaches, only feeling her lungs churning violently.

"Little ancestor, you are back, do you know how much I worry about you, you scared me to death."

An Hong's eyes were red, and she almost couldn't hold back her tears. She lost a few rounds of weight, and she probably didn't sleep well these days.

When Sang Jiuqing thought of being locked up not far from this villa, she felt extremely depressed. That damned man was really more unruly than she was.

"Okay, Sister An, I'm not doing well, let's make a quick meal, a bird is going to fade out of my mouth these days."

An Hong twitched the corners of her mouth, and when she heard this vulgar sentence, her heart that was still on her mind just now fell to the ground in a blink of an eye, and she started to work in the kitchen.

Only then did Sang Jiuqing look at the person who was supporting Boluo City with her, and heard that he was a doctor.

"How is he?"

Nanfeng hooked the corners of his mouth mockingly, and roughly squeezed Bo Luocheng's arm, without any consideration for the other party's feelings, and his voice was cold.

"Can't die."

Sang Jiuqing was used to this man's attitude, and helped to help Bo Luocheng to the bedroom upstairs. After seeing Nanfeng go out like that, she was a little confused.

His boss is still in a coma, so he doesn't need to prescribe medicine as a doctor.

"He's just too tired, he'll be fine with some sleep."

Nanfeng said this when he opened the door. For some reason, Sang Jiuqing always felt that those words were meant for her, and his brows tightened.

As soon as the room became so quiet, she also felt a little tired. She hadn't had a good night's sleep in the past few days, and she was always worried about what the masked man would do to her.

It's all right now, she's in her own home, with Boluo City still lying on the bed, thinking about it, she feels extremely at ease, she takes off her coat, and slips in herself, as soon as her head touches the pillow, she feels a deep sense of exhaustion hit.

After a while, I really fell asleep.

She was woken up by a weight.

"Go down."

"Do not……"

Fuck you uncle.

She hissed in pain, this man was obviously venting his anger, how angry he really wanted to be.

……

Outside the door, An Hong's hand that was about to knock on the door paused, and the corners of her mouth twitched when she heard the small voices inside. These two people are really good at doing such things during the day.

But thinking so in her heart, she couldn't get her hands down no matter what, so she could only turn around and go downstairs, heat up a large table of dishes, and wait for the two pleasure-seekers to take the initiative to come down.

night……

"Master Bai, I'm so tired and hungry, can you let me go down and finish my meal before coming back?"

There was already thin sweat on Bo Luocheng's forehead, and his sexy Adam's apple was moving up and down. Seeing Sang Jiuqing lying on the bed childishly, with black curly hair reflecting his fair skin, the anger that he had finally suppressed rubbed off again. It rose up quickly.

"This posture is also good, I like it, Sang Jiuqing, you really know how to play."