[Rebirth] Mr. Bo's little beauty is acting like a baby again

In the presidential suite of a five-star hotel in City A, scorching sunlight streamed in through the curtains, shining brightly on the elegant gray floor.

Half of the pure white quilt on the big bed fell off the bed, drooping on the ground, and the other half was tightly wrapped around the teenager's naked body.

He looked very immature, with a pair of deer-like eyes shining brightly. With a little fear and shyness, he looked up at the man next to the bed, and then quickly lowered his head as if he had been scalded.

Looking from Bo Liming's angle, he could just see the young man's fluffy hair, and a small section of white and tender neck hidden under the hair. From the neck to the shoulders, there were dark hickey marks and fingerprints interlaced. Looking at it this way, it is especially frightening.

"I drank too much yesterday, how did you get in here?"

Bo Liming sat on the boy, folded his hands, and looked at the people huddled together on the bed.

He participated in an event yesterday and drank a few glasses of wine. It was estimated that there was something unclean inside. After realizing something was wrong, he left quickly.

Unexpectedly, she still followed the other party's tricks. After a ridiculous night, there was another person on the bed.

The boy shook his head, as if he was a little afraid of his sternness, he gave him a timid look, and didn't speak.

"Can't talk?" Bo Liming hated people who pretended to be stupid the most, and his expression became more and more serious, "What's your name?"

The young man bit his lip, the thin pink lips were biting red, and the voice coming out of those lips was as soft and delicate as his own: "Qiao Mian."

"Qiao Mian? Who sent you in last night?"

Qiao Mian slowly shook her head again, her expression a little confused, "No, no one..."

"That's what you put yourself into my bed? What do you want?"

The person on the bed shook his head again, unable to ask any more questions.

Bo Liming didn't have much patience, so he called the hotel manager directly. After checking for a long time, there was no such guest in the hotel.

There was no identity document in the things that this person was carrying with him. Bo Liming raised his eyebrows and looked at the person on the bed. He didn't even know whether Qiao Mian's name was real or not.

I don't even know which wave of people made a wishful thinking and successfully sent him to his bed.

Beautiful is beautiful, but it's a pity that she is a little fool with a not very bright mind.

After signing a long series of numbers on the check, Bo Liming pressed the check on the bedside table, tapped it lightly with his slender fingers, "reward."

These two words seemed a bit difficult to understand. The person on the bed tilted his head slightly to look at him, his delicate eyebrows were furrowed, and his beautiful big eyes were full of confusion.

I don't know if it's because of shyness or something else, but the body not covered by the quilt is slightly pink, gradually spreading to the cheeks, looking more pure and innocent.

Bo Liming glanced at him coldly, turned around and left without looking back.

He still had a meeting to attend in the morning. When he changed his clothes and went to the meeting room, the person on the other side greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Bo looks good today!"

Bo Liming smiled, "Really?"

Still looking good?

The little fool on the bed looked at him shyly and ignorantly again, and Bo Liming's handsome face was as cold as frost.

Let him find out which group of bastards dare to send a fool on his bed, and they must skin the other party.

He kept his life clean all these years, but unexpectedly, he accidentally fell on a little fool.

It just makes people laugh out loud.

Seeing that Bo Liming's face became colder and his demeanor became more terrifying, the partner thought that there was something wrong with the plan, and they were about to behave with their tails between their legs. Fortunately, the cooperation went smoothly. After the contract was signed, Bo Liming hung up With an increasingly indifferent coffin face, he stepped out the door with his long legs.

"Mr. Bo, the person from the hotel called and said that the person did not check out last night. When I sent the cleaning lady to remind me, I found that the person was already passed out. It seems that he had a fever..." Qi Lu was speaking. , looked at each other probingly.

Bo Liming gave a soft "um" and asked casually, "Why do you have a fever?"

It was fine when I left in the morning, but now I have a fever again, so I have to rely on myself, right?

Bo Liming didn't look back, so naturally she couldn't see that Qi Lu's face turned red in an instant, she tried to calm down: "The hospital said that the intercourse was excessive, and there was no cleaning up afterwards, which caused the fever..."

Bo Liming slowed down when he heard the words, "Where's the person?"

"Temporarily sent to the hospital, but because the person has no identity document and no cash, it is a bit tricky to deal with... It is still the money advanced by the hotel..."

While explaining, Qi Lu secretly complained.

There's just nothing good about men.

Sure enough, the x is ruthless.

I heard from the hospital that the child was still very young and it was his first time. When he entered the hospital, his face was already flushed with fever. If the cleaning staff hadn't entered in time, something might have happened...

It's a waste of her adoring Mr. Bo so much since she joined the company.

Tsk, scumbag.

As soon as the word "scumbag" was cursed from the bottom of my heart, Bo Liming turned his head slowly, and said a few words softly with his thin lips: "Which hospital?"

At the door of the municipal hospital ward, Qi Lu was waiting outside, and Bo Liming pushed the door open by himself.

This is a large ward for three people, and there is an old man living outside, looking past the old man to look in, he saw the young man in the innermost one at a glance.

He had a drip on one hand, the morning powder had faded from his face long ago, his snow-white face became paler, and the other intact hand was trying to reach out to reach the apples on the table. It was a little far away, and he couldn't reach it with his hand, and slowly raised his body a little bit. This action seemed to have pulled some kind of wound. The pale boy let out a soft hiss, but he finally reached the apple on the side as he wished. .

The apple wasn't even considered big, it was just a little red, and it didn't look fresh to the naked eye, but the boy was very happy, carefully wiped the apple with one hand, held it to his mouth again, and took small bites. eating.

Bo Liming looked at everything with a frown, unable to express his feelings.

After all, it is someone I have met, how can I live in such a miserable state?

Qiao Mian was nibbling an apple when someone walked past the curtain. The next second, a tall figure enveloped him.

He raised his head slightly, his round eyes lit up instantly with a little innocence that couldn't be concealed.

Seeing the man's slightly frowned eyebrows, Qiao Mian blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttered a few times like frightened butterflies, and then slowly covered her lower eyelids, casting a shadow.

The other party doesn't like him, he knows it.

"Are you so hungry? Eat the unwanted apples that others throw here? You don't care if it's clean or not? I gave you so much money. Why don't you use it? It's like you haven't eaten for a long time."

The apple in her hand became a bit bitter, Qiao Mian swallowed the piece of apple in her mouth, and explained in a low voice, "I, I was supposed to have dinner last night..."

Bo Liming frowned imperceptibly.

What do you mean you were supposed to have dinner last night?Could it be that he snatched it away on his way to eat?

The small figure on the bed continued to explain: "You kept pressing me down last night, you were so heavy... I didn't eat, so I couldn't push it away... I begged you, but you still didn't listen, you keep poking me-"

"To shut up!"

Bo Liming resisted the movement of touching his forehead, and glanced like a sword at the old man on the next bed who poked his head out of curiosity, but the other side retracted his head as if nothing had happened.

Bo Liming's voice was cold: "Follow me."

Leaving such a little fool here, within a long time, his whole face will be lost.

The person on the bed looked up at him with a small face, holding Apple's finger and pointing to the other arm that was administering the bottle, "Mianmian is getting an injection and can't walk."

Then there was another exclamation, the curtain of the bed next door moved, the old man heard it but couldn't see it, he was so curious that he almost scratched his heart, he finally couldn't help but want to take a sneak peek at the young man One glance, but when I looked up just now, I saw a tall figure walking out holding the little boy in the next bed.

There was a creaking sound at the door, and Qi Lu quickly recovered, "Mr. Bo, it's been dealt with."

While she was talking, she stepped on her high heels and frantically chased Bo Liming who was striding forward.

Mr. Bo, who was always neatly dressed, was only wearing a white shirt, holding a small figure in his arms with his hands folded, and the dark blue suit jacket he wore before entering the ward was now completely covering the man's head , covered tightly, watching Qi Lu who followed behind became more and more curious.

It's just that before she could see the owner's face, she saw Bo Liming raised the back seat panel, and the child was put obediently on the back seat, with the dark blue coat still on his head, two white Shengsheng's little hands were placed on his knees, and he sat upright and obediently, like a little bride waiting to be uncovered.

The baffles were all raised up, and Bo Liming pulled down his suit jacket expressionlessly: "Where is your home?"

Before, the other party covered his mouth with one small hand, and shook the other small hand with the Band-Aid on it, indicating that he was still shutting up and unable to speak.

Bo Liming, who had lived for 24 years, finally had the helplessness of being defeated, "Okay, you can talk now."

I saw that the other party slowly took off the little hand that was placed on his lips, his face was as tender as a bun, and his round eyes rolled around. Because of these few movements, he always looked a little slow and inexplicable He seemed to be much smarter, and he spoke out with confidence: "I don't know."

Bo Liming stared at him for a moment: "You know."

Qiao Mian puffed her cheeks, "I ran away from home, I won't go back, I don't know!"

The air was a little stiff and stagnant. The sound of Qi Lu drinking water came from the front row. Qiao Mian listened carefully, then raised her round and innocent eyes again: "I want to drink water."

Bo Liming: "If you want to drink water, I will give you water?"

Qiao Mian was a little aggrieved, and her voice was clear and crisp: "Last night you kept eating my saliva and biting my tongue—"

The immature voice in the back row stopped abruptly, but the original mature and steady voice was a little out of breath, and a bottle of water was stuffed into Qiao Mian's hand, "Shut up, drink water."