Chapter 261

Qin Hao was almost frightened by this ambiguous gesture when he brought Bo Qin into the door. However, he saw that the man had not done anything to her. He put his hands where they should be. She was wearing a White V-Neck dress. He held her waist with one hand and the back of her head with the other. The only thing that seemed ambiguous was that the light in the box was too dim and the man's eyes were dim.

Qin Hao stood at the door, not daring to breathe.

He raised his hand and gently wiped the golden beads on her cheek with his thumb. His eyes were deep and his voice was deep, "Why are you crying?"

"Sobbing, the baby is wronged."

Tang Qingge held his head in his arms. He looked miserable and lost his memory. He couldn't remember who he was. He cried bitterly and held the big boss's thigh. "But... I can't remember why I was wronged. Wow... I can't remember."

Her distressed appearance made Bo Qichen's eyes slightly deep.

"The baby is suffering, but the baby has forgotten why he is suffering."

"Don't think about it if you can't remember."

"No, no, I have a headache."

The man patted her on the back with one hand, gently patted her, and coaxed her like a child. Tang Qingge cried on the man's shoulder. After a while, he actually made a small snore.

Bo Qin saw that Bo Qichen was holding Tang Qingge. He also crawled over with grievances in tears. "The baby should also be hugged."

Bo Qichen gave him a cold look and kicked him away. In a cold voice, "take him back."

"Yes."

Qin Hao is sweating. What are you doing, young master.

That's Mr. Bo's treasure. How dare you move forward?

Qin Hao hurried to pull Bo Qin away from the scene.

The noise just made him wake up again. Tang Qingge rubbed his eyes and blinked at the man in front of him. The man had a deep outline. His deep eyes looked down at her like a god overlooking all sentient beings. She liked his ancient and unpopular eyes best, because she would never see her unbearable.

She seemed to remember why she was unhappy, because she remembered her unbearable past and that she didn't even have the qualification to move.

Her two snow-white lotus root arms were still wrapped around the man's neck. She sniffed the smell of the man and whispered, "you don't seem to be a smelly man."

The man's eyes twinkled, silent.

"Do you really have no feelings for the women around you?"

"What do you think?"

"Yes!"

Tang Qingge nodded. She felt that the cold personality of a big boss rarely moved her heart once in her life. She had feelings for a woman. If she did, that woman must be very lucky.

"I think the woman who can make you feel must be very lucky."

Some people, he is cold to everyone, but only to her affectionate.

He can give her a world, a world of glory and favor, and not let her suffer any injustice.

Bo Qichen's eyes were low. He held her sideways in one hand and suddenly said, "do you think you are lucky?"

Tang Qingge blinked, his brain stopped working, and he didn't understand what he meant by this sentence.

"HMM... I thought I was unlucky before, but then I met someone and became lucky. That person was very nice. He was cold and looked scary."

She did not forget to be afraid of him. When she was sober, she would never say these words to him. There was hatred in her heart that could not be put down. There was also a grudge that made her unable to approach him.

"Do you think I'm as scary as the man you said?