Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Shi Qinglan looked at the man with a smile.

Relying on that she was pregnant and couldn't do anything else, she boldly lowered her eyes on his lips.

Bo Yucheng's breathing was suddenly stagnant, and a slight soft touch came from his lips. His whole body became tense. After reacting, he immediately kissed back fiercely.

The breath between the two of them was ambiguous and long.

It took a long time for Bo Yucheng to loosen her slowly, and her red lips looked even more charming at the moment.

"Hook me, huh?" He touched her forehead lightly.

Looking down at the woman in his arms, those deep eyes were filled with a little unclear affection.

Shi Qinglan blinked her beautiful eyes, "Where did you hook you?"

She raised her face calmly and looked at the person in front of her, although her eyes were as clear as springs, but her eyes were as glamorous as she smiled...

"Bad." Bo Yucheng whispered a single tone softly.

He rubbed the tip of her nose gently, "Have you eaten? We'll go home when we're done."

"Yeah." Shi Qinglan nodded obediently.

She immediately slipped out of the man's arms, but Bo Yucheng didn't give her any chance to leave her for half a step. He directly held her small hand with his big palm and held it by his side.

But as soon as they left the box, they heard a noise.

"Shit! Fuck! This is simply a table of disgusting rubbish, it turns out that this is what you Chinese eat!"

"It's said that there are countless delicious foods in the big country, but they grew up eating shit. Oh, these internal organs are simply disgusting. Don't you think that all you eat are shit?"

"The Chinese people who grew up eating shit, no wonder they are all stupid pigs, their skin is as yellow as shit, and their heads are as stupid as card shit! It is our western food that is considered the most expensive food in the world!"

When Shi Qinglan walked to the hall, he heard an extremely indecent foreign language.

She narrowed her delicate eyes slightly, and saw a blond man sitting over there, who looked about middle-aged, swearing and cursing with a beer belly.

"What's going on." She tilted her head slightly.

The waiter next to him immediately replied, "Miss Shi, this is a foreign guest. I don't know why I suddenly ranted here and said a lot of bad things..."

"What about the manager?" Shi Qinglan frowned slightly.

The waiter couldn't help being a little embarrassed, "The manager was going to come forward to solve it, but this person directly snapped the Buddha over the wall to the manager's face, something so hot..."

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan's eyes instantly cooled down.

It is not the first time that she has heard someone ridicule the Chinese national banquet food. Last time, Jian Shutong was a fan of foreigners, but this time she met a foreigner who spoke out loud.

"I'll deal with it." Her eyes darkened slightly.

Shi Qinglan immediately moved away from his slender legs and walked directly to the center of the focal point.

The waiter panicked instantly, "Ah! Miss Shi..."

She wanted to remind this foreigner that she was very rude, if she buckled something directly on her body, soiled her clothes or even burned her, no one can afford this responsibility!

"It's okay, I'll take a look." Bo Yucheng's voice sank slightly.

He immediately caught up with the stars, naturally it is impossible for him to stand alone when he is relieved.

...

The middle-aged foreign man sat there.

He ordered a few classic national banquet dishes. Among them, the porcelain bowl was lying on the table diagonally because the Buddha jumped over the wall because he was caught on the face of the manager. There were several other hot dishes that he overturned, and several porcelain spoons were broken. Scattered everywhere, a pair of chopsticks fell on the ground...

The tablecloth, which was originally exquisitely made with Su embroidery, was stained with a lot of vegetable oil and stains, and was embarrassed.

"I want a refund!" The man continued to say.

Standing next to him was the waiter who had served this table. The little girl bowed her head only conscientiously, and stood beside him with a very humble half-bent, treating the guests very well.

Due to its high international reputation, Qionglou Yuge is often visited by foreign friends, so even the waiters are all excellent graduates from prestigious schools with good oral English.

She bit her head and said, "Sorry sir, Qionglou Yuge never has a refund rule... Besides, there is no problem with our dishes. The manager just told you..."

"Papa—" a loud applause sounded.

The little girl was beaten to the side of her head instantly, she immediately raised her hand to cover her hot face, "Ah--"

Two lines of clear tears slid down from the eyes.

She bit her lips aggrievedly, her slap slapped her a little, and her small body was shaking violently.

"I said refund! You Huaxia people eat too much shit, don't you even understand what people say! Refund!"

The man yelled at the little girl with terrible taste.

The little girl pressed her face tightly, and took a small step back in fright by his deafening voice...

Just when she didn't know what to do with this matter.

A clear voice rang out suddenly, in a standard and beautiful foreign language, "It must be what people say to understand it."

Upon hearing the sound, the little girl immediately raised her eyes and looked over.

I saw Shi Qinglan walking towards the crowd. She was tall and slender, mostly because of her temperament. When she came, she seemed to exude endless sharpness...

Let the people watching the excitement make way for her unconsciously.

"Shi, Miss Shi." The little girl bit her lower lip lightly.

The onlookers beside them became even more commotion, "It's Shi Qinglan, she really ate here..."

"I just checked on Weibo and saw her news. I didn't expect to see someone now. I thought I was lying to us."

"Sometimes there is a thin man where the lady is..."

The people next to him were discussing tentatively, and they saw Bo Yucheng also walking into the crowd in a suit and leather shoes. Standing behind Shi Qinglan, although there was no words, he seemed to support her silently.

The foreign middle-aged man could not understand Chinese, so he could only vaguely feel that the people around him seemed to be talking about something.

He wrinkled his features and looked up at her, "Who are you?"

"No talent, an ordinary cook in China, Qionglou Yuge's state banquet recipes are mostly self-made. If you have any opinions on the dishes, you can just talk to me."

Shi Qinglan raised her pretty face slightly, her delicate eyes flashed with a little light, and her expression was confident and firm, as if there was light, the moment she saw her eyes...

He was unconsciously attracted by her temperament.

"You?" The man looked at her suspiciously.

Finally let out a sneerful laugh, "Can a young girl who has just grown up have such a great skill?"

Shi Qinglan glanced at him carelessly, "For a short-sighted person like you, it is indeed difficult to convince you of this kind of thing, but I have no need to explain it to you."

"It's you... why do you slander my dishes and hurt our waiter?"