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

Withdrawing his hand, he closed the door again, the sound inside was completely cut off, and there was silence.

Sang Jiuqing lightly took out a cigarette and held it in his hand, lit it, leaned against the wall and took two puffs.

She couldn't tell what it was like in her heart, but she knew that she was not normal, so she cursed contemptuously, she couldn't be greedy just because she slept with someone, she chuckled, and threw the cigarette into the trash can beside her Well, yes, without disturbing others, Mr. Bai went downstairs to have fun.

And in the office, Bo Luocheng's eyes were red, looking at the woman with a blushing face under him, he suddenly regained consciousness, rubbed his temples with his fingers, his eyes darkened.

"Young Master Bai..."

The woman's hand was entwined again, Bo Luocheng resisted the urge to strangle her to death, got up from the sofa with a face full of rage, looked at the half-drinked cup of coffee, mocking in his eyes, the first day of new arrival , dare to drug him.

Now he felt that his body was going to be burned by fire, and the wild agitation in his heart was like a wild beast, hitting the prison wave after wave, and he gritted his teeth and took out the phone.

"Get to the office!!!"

Nan Shi was so frightened that he didn't even care about the half-dressed beauty. Anyway, his boss was angry, and if he didn't arrive within 10 minutes, the consequences would be serious.

Bo Luocheng's clothes were messy, his hair was messy, and even the moles at the corners of his eyes were charming. After taking a shower, there was still a fire burning in his body.

When Nan Shi arrived, he saw the corner of the woman's mouth twitching when she fainted on the ground. How many times is this already?Ever since An Yue was fired, the new secretary has always been brave enough to push forward, and this time she even used medicine.

"The next time you let this kind of thing into the company, you won't use it!!"

Boluo City is very angry now, even drinking a few sips of ice water didn't help, and kicked over the sofa in anger.

"She's so horny, give her some men and drag her out."

Water was still dripping from Bo Luocheng's hair. He was slender and strong, and his pajamas were casually draped over his body, tied loosely around his waist, and the water from his hair slid down his chest.

"Look at me gouging out your eyes again!"

Nan Shi twitched the corner of his mouth, took the woman's hand in disgust, and turned back hesitantly when he dragged it to the door.

"Boss, you should go to Miss Sang, it's not an option to hold back like this."

He was answered with a "bang" sound of closing the door. In the middle of the night, Boluo City was already a little dazed, his whole body was burning, and he didn't know whether it was a fever or the effect of medicine. He woke up in the lounge next to the office.

Shaking his head to clear his head, he took the key and went downstairs. He drove to Sang Jiuqing's residence with a weak consciousness. When he got upstairs, his hands were shaking and he couldn't open the door. opened.

His throat was very dry, as if all the moisture in his body had been boiled away, he pushed away from the bedroom and looked at the people who were sleeping soundly, and his head became even more dizzy.

"Sang Jiuqing."

He yelled, the other party seemed to be fast asleep, turned over, rolled up the quilt and continued to sleep.

The corners of Bo Luocheng's mouth twitched, and he lifted the quilt and slipped in. He was wearing pajamas, and as soon as his hands touched the opponent's skin, he felt that the string of reason had completely collapsed, and his eyes suddenly turned scarlet.

"Sang Jiuqing..."

Still trembling, he yelled, hugged the other party over, and held him tightly in his arms.

Sang Jiuqing felt that she was being entangled more and more tightly by a net, so tight that her body was strangled, she opened her eyes with a "wow", and saw a person with scarlet eyes, she almost rolled off the bed in fright .

"Fuck me, Bo... Boluo City, what's wrong with you, why are your eyes so red."

Bo Luocheng's head was buried on the opponent's neck, and he was in a daze, as if his entire body had been scorched, turning every inch into ashes.

He didn't know what happened after that.

Sang Jiuqing touched the other person's forehead and almost threw his hand away from the heat. He immediately called Nanshi and the group rushed the Buddha to the hospital.

When Boluo City fell ill, too many people were alarmed, and the top management of the hospital were dispatched one after another, not daring to neglect in the slightest. If something happened to this person, the hospital would probably be turned into ruins tomorrow.

"What the hell happened?"

Looking at Nanshi, Sang Jiuqing thought he was hallucinating when he woke up in the middle of the night and saw Boluo City.

"A woman who is not afraid of death drugged the boss, and it has been dealt with."

If he knew it was so serious, he would definitely throw that woman into the sea to feed the fish!

It turned out that it was medicine, and the voice in the office... Sang Jiuqing paused at the thought of this, his brows and eyes were a little complicated, and when he looked up again, he resumed his usual publicity.

He had a high fever of 42 degrees, and fortunately he was able to find the way to her house.

"Who is Sang Jiuqing?"

The doctor came out, frowning, and Sang Jiuqing was afraid that the man would say, prepare for the funeral, that bastard can't be saved.Fortunately, the doctor just carried her in directly.

"The patient needs you now, don't make a sound."

Sang Jiuqing nodded, looking at the burning city of Boluo, he really didn't expect this man to be so weak when he got sick, his face was flushed, his lips were cracked, and his eyelashes were tightly attached to his eyelids.

It wasn't until dawn that the doctors retreated. Sang Jiuqing dipped a cotton swab in water and wiped the other's lips carefully. When he looked up, he met the tender and blurred eyes and gave a pause.

"woke up?"

Boluo City did not speak, there was a little spark in his eyes, and his brows were frowned.

"Why are you here?"

Sang Jiuqing raised her eyebrows. This person had completely forgotten the part of looking for her, and he had a smile on his face.

"I miss you, Mrs. Bo, I heard that you were sick, so I rushed here without stopping."

How could this woman be so kind?Heh, he doesn't believe it, but it doesn't matter whether he believes it or not, the resentment surging in his heart has calmed down a bit after all.

The sky outside is still not bright, and the neon night scene of the imperial capital can be vaguely seen through the window, bustling and hazy.

"Come up."

Boluo City lifted up a corner of the quilt, meaning to let Sang Jiuqing go up to sleep with him, his brows and eyes were light, probably because he had such a high fever just now, and now he looks a bit fragile like porcelain.

Sang Jiuqing raised her eyebrows, flung her shoes and lay down, Bo Luocheng hugged her waist, the haze in her heart completely dissipated, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she closed her eyes.

Nan Shi pushed open the door, and this was what he saw. His footsteps froze, and he closed the door firmly.

When Sang Jiuqing woke up again, Boluo City had already woken up. He was sitting on the bed and reading a book. He never thought that he still had such a precious side in his bones. He held the paper with his knuckle hands, and his beautiful brows gently opened , like a painting like water.

"Wake up, are you hungry?"

It seems that he has forgotten the slap that day, and that's fine.

Sang Jiuqing ate something, thinking that she had no role to play today, so she stayed here to serve a certain uncle. After thinking about it, in order to express her apology, she went back to the apartment at noon and made a bowl of porridge.

"You did it?"

Bo Luocheng's gaze was as deep as a hole, and it directly attracted her into it. For some reason, she always felt that there was something deep in her gaze.

"No, you are the first man to eat my food."

Bo Luocheng's eyes lit up, he took the spoon, saw the shrimp in the porridge trembling, his face was a little stiff, but he still gritted his teeth and swallowed it.

Sang Jiuqing twitched at this expression of looking at death like home. Is the food she made so unpalatable?

But after a while, she realized that it wasn't a question of whether it was bad or not, but that the guy in Boluo City was allergic to seafood. A group of doctors ran in in panic, and after a while, they went out panting. .

"You are allergic to seafood, why do you still eat it?"

Sang Jiuqing took the ointment and put it on for the other party resignedly. Bo Luocheng raised his eyebrows and enjoyed watching it.

Just as she was painting, Su Shuiyu came, her complexion improved, and she was accompanied by Xiao Su Bai with a serious face, one slutty and the other serious, what a strange combination.

"Hey, what's wrong with Master Bai? Are you going to die?"

A pillow from Boluo City directly hit the opponent's face, causing a slight crack in Su Shuiyu's flowery face.

Thinking of Zhuang Xi, Sang Jiuqing suddenly wondered where she went.

"Xiaobai, where's your mother?"

"Still in bed."

The corner of Sang Jiuqing's mouth twitched, and he glanced at Su Shuiyu playfully, no wonder he looked so good today, it turned out that he had eaten someone into his mouth.

Zhuang Xi is indeed still on the bed now, looking at the wind and clouds in the room, her brows are frowned, Su Shuiyu's lace news has been one after another in the past few years, she knows that they are all true, and it is because they are true that she can't get over her heart the hurdle.

She didn't mind doing the same thing as them on the bed, sofa, and bathroom, and her skin flushed and itched just thinking about it.

Seven years ago, he forcefully took away his first time and called her another woman's name, which made her not wronged, and he never said that he liked her, which made her not panic, So after that night, she resolutely chose to go abroad.

Zhuang Xi took out a cigarette, thought of his instructions before leaving, and gradually put it back, got up to wash up, and then drove towards the hospital.

When Zhuang Xi arrived, several people in the hospital had already stared at each other for a long time.

When Sang Jiuqing saw the person coming, he turned his eyes ambiguously around the other's neck. On Zhuang Xi's neck, there was a trace of fresh strawberries, which was very eye-catching.

The most glaring one should be Boluo City. Looking at the family of three, Sang Jiuqing suddenly felt that he was not up to date. After so long, he didn't even see the shadow of the child.

People who knew about the illness in Boluo City came through. They were all upper-class families in the imperial capital. Some of them were known to Sang Jiuqing, but some of them had never been seen before.

She didn't try to squeeze either, just in time to see Wen Yan's text message asking to pay back the money, raised her eyebrows, took her small bag and went to the cafe in the text message.

The strange thing is that there is no one in the cafe. Even at night, there should be someone.

The light above her head was also a bit dim, and when she was wondering why Wen Yan made an appointment in such a place, someone hugged her waist from behind.