you are my unforgettable

"Stop measuring, you go out." Bo Yuhan suddenly interrupted the male designer's further movements in a cold voice, his handsome brows were frighteningly condensed, and his whole body exuded a palpitating coercion.

"But Young Master Bo, we can't make perfect clothes without the exact size." Bo Yuhan suddenly asked them to go out in a bad tone.

"Someone will give you the exact size. You have nothing to do here now. Go back to your studio and get ready. The exact size will be there soon." Those designers, male or female, all had their eyes watering when they saw Bingtao. Light, eyes focused on Bingtao, all reluctant to move away.

Bo Yuhan felt very uncomfortable, he didn't want Bai Bingtao to be peeped on like this.

Therefore, the behavior of the designer to measure the size was stopped.

"We understand Bo Shao." Bo Yu's cold face was obviously unhappy, and the designers are all good people.To avoid angering the God of Wealth in front of them, they all shut their mouths and left obediently.

"Didn't you say that I need to measure the clothes? Who will measure the clothes for me after you drove them away?" Bing Tao was confused by the situation in front of her. It was also Bo Yuhan who left.

"Isn't there still Master Ben? You should be honored that I personally measured your size." Bo Yuhan raised his eyebrows and smiled, walked over to pick up the soft ruler that the designer left on the table when he left in a hurry, and approached with the corners of his lips curled up. A vigilant Bing Tao.

Seeing Bo Yuhan, who was full of evil smiles, approaching her, Bingtao's heart beat wildly unconsciously, and a blush appeared on her face, which was very hopeless.

"How dare you bother Bo Shao, I can measure it myself." Bingtao avoided Bo Yuhan's big hand, wanting to grab the soft ruler in his hand.But for some reason, when Bo Yuhan shook her big hand, he folded her two small hands in the palm of his hand, and couldn't pull it out.

"You didn't measure it accurately..." Bo Yuhan couldn't help but hold Bingtao's troublesome little hands, with a wicked smile on his lips, the other took a soft ruler to measure Bingtao's size.

It was okay to measure the shoulder width, but when it came time to measure the waistline, Bo Yuhan almost held Bingtao in his arms.The warm breath blew against her ear, causing it to itch.

"Okay? Let me go!" Because of the hand being pinched by Bo Yuhan, her blushing cheeks were pressed tightly against his chest, and the sound of a strong and powerful heartbeat was like a rhythmic drumbeat, echoing all the way to her ears. Infected in her heart, Bingtao felt uncomfortable for a while.

"Okay." Bo Yuhan finally let go of his hand, and Bingtao immediately ran to a place far away from Bo Yuhan like a frightened deer.

Bo Yuhan ignored her, picked up the paper and pen with his head down, and began to write.

"What did you write?" Seeing that Bo Yuhan was writing non-stop, Bingtao moved over curiously, wanting to see what he had written.

What Bo Yuhan wrote was her size, shoulder width, arm circumference, waist circumference...

"How do you know what my bust is?" Bingtao watched in amazement as Bo Yuhan wrote the extremely precise number on the paper, her eyes widened in amazement.When I measured the size just now, I obviously didn't measure the bust. How is Bo Yuhan so clear?

"Measurement." Bo Yuhan finished writing the last two numbers, put down the pen with a snap, and looked at Bingtao with a half-smile in his eyes.

"Stop fooling me, you obviously didn't use a soft ruler to measure just now!" Bingtao said firmly.

"I measured it with my hands last night, and it's much more accurate than a soft ruler." With an inexplicably proud tone, the black eyes with a wicked smile looked at the area below Bingtao's neck with great interest.

"Nonsense, how is it possible with hands..." Bingtao's mind suddenly flashed as she said the words, and she immediately understood the meaning of Bo Yuhan's words.The blushing little face immediately turned red as if it was about to bleed, and her agile eyes stared at Bo Yuhan in shame and indignation, speechless.

It's just a hooligan, a beast!
"Don't scold me in your heart." The expression on Bingtao's face is changeable, everything she thinks in her heart is written on her face, and she can understand it at a glance, she must be scolding herself in her heart at this moment.

"Rogue, beast!" If she couldn't curse in her heart, she would curse in the face, Bingtao was annoyed, if she didn't have suitable clothes to wear, she would have left the home of Bo Yuhan, a stinky hooligan!
"..." This girl really doesn't take herself seriously any more. If she keeps going on like this, won't she be able to climb over her own head to do her best?Bo Yuhan squinted his deep eyes, exuding awe-inspiring aura and slowly approached Bingtao, trapping her between the table and his broad chest.

"You, what are you going to do? Let me warn you, this girl is not so easy to bully... Mmm..." Seeing Bo Yuhan's handsome face gradually approaching, Bingtao panicked for a while, and threatened fiercely.However, before she finished speaking, Bo Yuhan lowered his head, and blocked her red lips, which are used to irritating people, with his lips.

The overbearing kiss that could not be refused came like a storm, constantly sucking the sweet breath from Bingtao's lips.Bingtao's hands pushed hard against Bo Yuhan's thick chest, but with Bo Yuhan's superb skills, his face flushed and his whole body softened...

"Gulu Gulu..." Just as the fiery atmosphere was rising sharply and Bingtao's eyes were blurred by the kiss, a loud stomach cry came between the two of them, and the ambiguous and fiery atmosphere disappeared immediately.

"..." Bo Yuhan and Bingtao separated immediately and looked at each other. Bo Yuhan's handsome face immediately darkened, and his thin lips seemed to twitch speechlessly.

Bingtao took two steps back with blushing cheeks, covered her still growling stomach with embarrassment, and whispered with wandering eyes: "Well, I'm a little hungry without breakfast, Mr. Bo Are you not hungry?"

"..." Not to mention that he didn't feel it yet, when Bai Bingtao said it now, he really felt that his stomach also had the tendency to growl.So Bo Yuhan knocked on the paper with the size of Bingtaocui on the table, raised his brows and said coldly: "It's because of you that I don't have time to eat breakfast. So, you will prepare my breakfast today." .”

"Let me prepare it? But didn't you say that I eat a lot of breakfast?" Every time Bo Yuhan ate the breakfast she cooked, he always looked disgusted, and when he ate it, he repeatedly commented that it was unpalatable.Since you don't like to eat, why do you always make yourself breakfast?

Could it be that Bo Yuhan has a tendency to abuse himself?

"Aren't you good at eating? When it's your turn to do it yourself, why don't you know how to do it?" Bo Yuhan folded his arms, leaned gracefully by the table, and said mockingly.

"..." Bingtao was depressed for a while, can eating and doing this be compared?Everyone can eat delicious food, but it is much more difficult to make good food.

"A foolish foodie." Bo Yuhan raised the corners of his lips mockingly.

This guy, he called himself an idiot!

"Speaking of food, Bo Shao has eaten several times more delicious food than I have eaten. Young Master Bo, you are smart and wise, and no one can beat you. Why don't you come and show me." Bing Tao Leng With a snort, he looked at Bo Yuhan provocatively and used the aggressive method.

"Dare to use aggressive tactics against this young master? I think you are impatient!" Bo Yuhan snorted coldly, his deep evil eyes squinted at Bingtao disdainfully, bursting with confidence.

"So what about the aggressive method? Young Master Bo, do you dare to take it?" Bing Tao couldn't believe that Bo Yuhan, who was born with a golden key in his mouth like a super young master, would cook for himself.You know, Bo Yuhan can't even recognize the most basic ingredients.

"Well, my young master will tell you what a genius is. If I succeed in making a breakfast, I will have to wash my clothes, wash the dishes and warm my bed for a month!" Bo Yuhan's black eyes flashed brightly. , eyes fixed on Bingtao and smiled.

Washing clothes, washing dishes and warming the quilt?Isn't the stakes a bit high?Bing Tao hesitated.

"What? Just now you vowed to provoke this young master, but now you're scared?" Bo Yuhan said in a sarcasm, and also used aggressive methods against Bingtao.

"Who's scared? Just block it, but don't let it go if you lose, Young Master Bo." Bingtao slapped the table and carried it with Bo Yuhan.

She didn't believe that Bo Yuhan could successfully cook a decent breakfast!So after weighing the pros and cons, she felt that Bo Yuhan was doomed!
"Joke, when will this young master refuse to pay? You should worry about yourself." The bet was officially established, and Bo Yuhan unbuttoned the sleeves of his white shirt and rolled up, while striding towards the kitchen, ready to show his hand to open Bingtao's eyes.

There are many kinds of breakfast, some are simple and a little complicated, but it is undoubtedly a bit difficult to have a decent breakfast.Although he, Bo Yuhan, has never been in the kitchen to cook since he was a child, but has he ever eaten pork and never seen a pig run away?When he grows up so big, he has seen the nanny at home do it.

As the president of a multinational company, he can handle projects with huge funds or complicated interpersonal relationships in an orderly manner.Now it's just cooking some breakfast, he doesn't believe that he can't handle it with his high IQ!

Since Bai Bingtao wanted to wash his clothes, wash the dishes and warm his bed for a month, of course he had to fulfill her!
So, he came to the kitchen with Bingtao and Bo Yuhan waved away all the people in the kitchen. Regardless of the surprised eyes of the housekeeper and servants, they started their bet.

"Would you like Western style or Chinese style for breakfast?" The servants all withdrew, leaving only Bo Yuhan and Bingtao in the huge kitchen.Looking at the dazzling array of ingredients and utensils in the kitchen, Bo Yuhan had a condensed look on his face, and asked Bingtao in a calm voice.