Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Shi Qingjue's brows furrowed without trace.

He has never suffered this kind of injustice, and no one dares to let him do such a thing, but since even his own father has done it...

"Give it to me." He said quietly.

Ji Lin then handed the durian to Shi Qingjue, and then quickly disappeared before his eyes with great discernment.

Shi Qingjue's narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the durian in his hand. It was better to say that it was a durian than a durian skin. He was afraid that Shi Hongxuan had already gained experience on his knees, leaving only the durian skin with its tips smoothed...

"Xi Xi." He knocked on the door twice more.

There was a hint of probing in his deep voice, and then he cautiously approached the door and listened to what was going on inside.

Nan Xiyue buried her head in the pillow and sulked.

Hearing the noise outside, she slightly lifted the pillow and glanced back, "Don't even think about coming in if you don't kneel down to the durian!"

Hearing this, Shi Qingjue's lips pursed slightly.

He looked down at the durian skin in his hand again, his clear eyes full of disgust.

But when I think about how I annoyed Nan Xiyue...

Shi Qingjue licked her back teeth, as if she had made a big decision, "If it's not just durian... I'll kneel down."

As he spoke, he bent down and placed the durian skin on the ground.

Nan Xiyue suddenly raised her head. She turned to look at the door with some hesitation, her eyes flickering slightly.

She whispered, "No way..."

Shi Qingjue, a stinky man who usually cares about face, wouldn't really kneel down because of her few words, would he?

Nan Xiyue couldn't believe it, but even if she didn't believe that Shi Qingjue would really do this, she felt a little uneasy in her heart...

Finally, he threw away the pillow and turned over to sit up.

Shi Qingjue placed the durian skin on the corridor. He slowly bent his legs and tentatively placed his knees on the durian skin, preparing to find a suitable position to kneel down...

But at this moment, the bedroom door suddenly opened!

Nan Xiyue suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, "Shi Qingjue! What are you doing! Where did you find a piece of durian skin!"

She immediately grabbed Shi Qingjue's wrist and pulled him up.

Looking at the durian skin in disbelief, "You will kneel down when I tell you to? Aren't you usually very capable?"

Shi Qingjue pursed her thin lips and looked at her.

There was a hint of grievance in those clear eyes, and he whispered, "Of course I will kneel if you ask me to."

"You..." Nan Xiyue rolled her eyes in anger.

But thinking that it was indeed her rude request, I still felt a little guilty after all, "I, I'm just joking."

She was just really angry at Shi Qingjue.

After all, injuries like this were not something to be joked about casually. She just wanted Qing Jue to retaliate when she was angry.

Nan Xiyue lowered her eyes and glanced at his knee, "Does it hurt you? The durian feels so prickly when you hold it in your hand..."

Shi Qingjue's lips slightly curved.

He held Nan Xiyue's wrist, moved closer, and teased in a low voice, "Didn't you say you would never care about me again?"

Nan Xiyue rolled her eyes at him again in disgust.

After breaking free from Shi Qingjue's big hand, she turned around angrily and walked back to the bedroom. She sat on the bed angrily, grabbed the pillow and held it in her arms.

Shi Qingjue walked into the room with steady strides. He sat next to Nan Xiyue, put his arm around her waist and pulled her into his arms.

He tilted his head slightly and leaned against her ear and said, "I was wrong."

Hearing this, Nan Xiyue's lips curled slightly.

But Shi Qingjue's attitude was very sincere, "I really know I was wrong. I shouldn't have deceived you with that kind of thing before. I promise I won't do this again in the future, okay?"

Nan Xiyue gently raised her eyelids and glanced at him.

There was a little sparkle in her delicate eyes, as if she was a little doubtful, "Really?"

"Really." Shi Qingjue's voice was very deep.

Seeing his sincere look, Nan Xiyue felt the suffocation in her heart gradually dissipate, "Then...then give me a squeeze on your shoulders as punishment. My shoulders are so sore recently."

Hearing this, Shi Qingjue laughed helplessly.

He put his hand on Nan Xiyue's shoulder, "Okay, I will do whatever my wife tells me."

"Who is your wife..." Nan Xiyue whispered.

She glanced at the man secretly with her peripheral vision, "I haven't received a certificate or a diamond ring, so I won't admit it."

Shi Qingjue's eyebrows raised slightly.

He had actually prepared the diamond ring a long time ago. It seemed like he should find an opportunity to kidnap her to the Civil Affairs Bureau as soon as possible...

…

At the same time, Shi Qinglan sat cross-legged on the bed.

She leaned gently on the soft pillow, held a pen between her long white fingers, and drew something in the sketchbook carelessly. From time to time, she looked out the window for inspiration.

"Acheng, I have never designed children's clothes. Do you think it is better to use bows or lace?"

When Shi Qinglan had nothing to do, she designed clothes for the baby.

Although she still doesn’t know if she is a boy or a girl, she still designs as a girl most of the time. After all, she hopes to have a daughter in her heart, and occasionally she will think about men’s clothing...

"Everything is fine." Bo Yucheng's red lips curled slightly.

He sent the email in his hand, then stood up and came to Shi Qinglan's side, bending down to look at the things in her notebook.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, "The design is a small skirt?"

"Yes." Shi Qinglan nodded gently, "Girls should wear small skirts. What color looks good?"

But Bo Yucheng's brows furrowed without trace.

A picture quickly emerged in his mind, a pink and jade-like little girl, wearing an exquisite and beautiful goose-yellow princess dress, with her lotus-like calves exposed, white and tender...

"No." Bo Yucheng immediately refused sternly.

When he took away the pen in Qinglan's hand, he said, "What kind of skirt does a girl wear? Just design some pants."

Shi Qinglan raised her face and looked at him inexplicably.

She took the pencil back from the man's hand and said, "Boys only wear pants, little girls should wear skirts."

"My daughter won't wear it." Bo Yucheng was unhappy.

Shi Qinglan's appearance is already good, and the baby she will give birth to will definitely be beautiful since she was a child. If she wears a small skirt again...

What if someone else is thinking about the little baby?

Bo Yucheng's expression was a little unhappy, "I don't allow my daughter to wear skirts. If she unfortunately gives birth to a son, that's fine."

Anyway, even if the brat is remembered, he is not afraid.

Shi Qinglan typed slowly:...?

She didn't understand the man's logic for a while, "Are you too busy with work recently and have gone crazy? Forget it, I shouldn't ask you to decide this kind of thing. Go to work quickly."

Shi Qinglan said and pushed the man beside her away.

She lowered her eyes and continued to design her little skirt, but at this moment, the WeChat ringtone suddenly rang, and a video call came over.