Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

Si Boheng got off the car and walked towards the old house, asking Ah Yang as he walked.

"Do I smell like smoke?"

Ah Yang moved closer, smelled it, and nodded to Si Boheng.

"a little bit"

Si Boheng kept walking, entered the villa, and went directly to the second floor.

Geng Huan just came out, saw him going upstairs, and wanted to call him, why didn't he go see Rongrong first when he got home, Rongrong was in a bad mood today.

But in the old house of the Si family, no one dared to yell, and she couldn't catch up if she wanted to catch up, so she grabbed Ah Yang and asked.

"Why didn't the young master go to see Furry first? Why did you go back to your room?"

Ah Yang is tall, and Geng Huan is also tall, very slender, but also has muscles on his body. Standing together, the two are actually very eye-catching.

He straightened his back and said.

"The boss smoked, and went back to take a shower."

Geng Huan understood, turned around and went to Yan Rongrong's room.

Yan Rongrong was taking an online class by herself. She sang songs with Tang Yunyan for a long time on the ground floor, but she still felt that there was nothing to do when she came back, so she bought a course online and followed the class.

Now she can understand why Grandpa and Mr. Si didn't let her go to school. Before, she always thought it was because she was pregnant with the Si family's child. They were afraid that something might happen to the child, so they didn't let her go to school.

But now she understands that they are out of consideration for her safety, and she also feels guilty because of her misunderstanding of the Si family before, and their kindness to her was never all because of the child in her womb.

Geng Huan pushed open the door and saw Yan Rongrong was in class, she held back her words, walked over to have a look, and quietly backed out.

Si Boheng quickly took a shower, changed clothes and went downstairs.

But he saw Geng Huan standing at Yan Rongrong's door.

"You don't need personal protection at home, she will be fine."

Seeing that he wanted to open the door and go in, Geng Huan persuaded him.

"Master, Rongrong is in class, I think you should wait outside."

"Attend class?"

Si Boheng was stunned, quietly opened the door a crack, looked inside, and saw that Yan Rongrong was doing a question with her head down, with her mobile phone in front of her.

It can be seen on the screen of the mobile phone that there is indeed a teacher giving a lecture.

He quietly closed the door again, and said to Geng Huan.

"Go to my study and get her my tablet. The phone screen is too small, it's not good for eyes."

Geng Huan let out an oh, and went upstairs.

Si Boheng was standing at the door, and when Geng Huan came down, he saw his young master had his ear on the door, listening very carefully.

She pursed her lips to laugh, but held back.

She walked behind Si Boheng and asked in a low voice.

"Can you hear something?"

Si Boheng immediately straightened up and coughed.

"Why did you come back so soon?"

Geng Huan was puzzled, is it far from upstairs to downstairs?She still didn't take the elevator, and went up the stairs by herself. Is it faster?

"I send it in now?"

Si Boheng reached out and took the tablet.

"Wait, come here, I have something to ask you."

Si Boheng sat down on the sofa, and waved his hands to let all the serving servants leave.

"you sit down"

Geng Huan sat down across from him, looked at the tablet in his hand, and thought, didn't he tell me to send it in?Why are you leaving?

Si Boheng put the tablet on his knees, looked at Geng Huan, his face became very serious.

"You met Lu Xing today?"

Geng Huan hurriedly sat up straight, thinking that the young master was going to ask the teacher to question him, so he quickly explained.

"Rongrong has nothing to do with that Lu Xing, young master, you have to have confidence in yourself, not to mention anything else, you look better than that Lu Xing."

The seriousness of Si Boheng's face is a bit of a failure at this time. Is his advantage only good-looking?

No, I went astray.

He frowned and waved his hands to stop Geng Huan from continuing.

"I don't want to ask this, I want to know what he said to Rongrong."

Geng Huan scratched her head, she really didn't know this, the two talked in the box, and she was kicked out.

Seeing her expression, Si Boheng almost understood.

After his people captured the person sent by the eldest princess to fetch Yan Rongrong's tableware, he knew who Yan Rongrong had met today.

Since she would ask about that matter, it should be Lu Xing who told her.

This Lu Xing, it seems that Qin Luoyu's entanglement is not tight enough.

Lu Xing didn't know that his kind behavior caused him troubles again. Of course, if he knew, he would probably do it again.

Because now he has not yet been baptized by the burden of the family, and there is still such a pure place in his heart that makes him want to protect Yan Rongrong, and hope that Yan Rongrong is well.

"How did she feel when she came back?"

Geng Huan shook his head.

"No, I feel that Rongrong really has something to do today, and suddenly wanted to sing, and sang with his wife on the ground floor for more than two hours. Later, the chairman came back and wanted to take his wife to the movies, so Rongrong returned home. room."

Si Boheng frowned, the stickiness of his parents had remained the same for decades, and the key was to leave his family Furry behind.

Geng Huan had been observing Si Boheng's expression, and seeing that the young master didn't seem to be too worried, then nothing serious should have happened.

she hesitated, then asked.

"Master, the man at the noon hot pot restaurant...what on earth is he trying to do?"

Si Boheng stood up and glanced at Geng Huan.

"It's okay, you just need to protect her."

Si Boheng gently opened the door and entered the room. Yan Rongrong might have been too engrossed to hear the voice behind her. She knew that Si Boheng was standing behind her, bending over to approach her.

She felt that familiar breath approaching, and immediately turned her head.

Who knew that Si Boheng poked his head out to read her paper, and then kissed him on the cheek with Yan Rongrong.

Yan Rongrong's eyes widened, his head immediately tilted back, and his lips left his face.

Si Boheng turned his head and chuckled lightly.

"Bao, you're a little enthusiastic today!"

Yan Rongrong stretched out her hand in embarrassment to push his head.

"No, it was accidental."

Si Boheng stretched out his hand to hold her hand, looking at her red cheeks, and those twinkling eyes.

He approached slowly and pressed her lips against hers.

Yan Rongrong pursed her lips tightly, a little nervous, as if she hadn't been so intimate for a long time, which made her heart beat faster and faster, as if it was going to pop out of her chest.

"Bao, open your mouth"

Yan Rongrong opened her lips obediently, and Si Boheng's breath immediately captured her. She couldn't resist, her body softened, her hands subconsciously grabbed his clothes, and let out an unbearable moan.

"Haha, who, who is this?"

Suddenly there was laughter from the phone, followed by some displeased reprimand from the teacher.

"Since you bought the course, please cherish the class time and don't do anything in the class... Those who have something or nothing, after all, our class is not cheap, so don't affect others."

Yan Rongrong opened her eyes wide, and was held and kissed by Si Boheng for a long time before she finally realized that her microphone seemed to be on, and she rushed to push Si Boheng in a panic.