Hearing Bo Qichen's words, Yan Yanqi subconsciously reached out and touched the position of his collarbone, and then he was a little overwhelmed.
"Come here."
Bo Qichen's voice was not as cold as it was on the isolated island.
Because when he got off the plane, he saw that she had not dared to come down, so he told everyone to leave.
Later, by the window, he watched her walk out slowly, and she was alone in the empty courtyard, looking so lonely and lonely.
At that moment, he made up the scene in his mind of how Yan Yan was abandoned when he was a child.
He had already taken the initiative to take Yanyan's face as the appearance of the young man in front of him.
For the first time, Bo Qichen felt a little regretful for what she had said, and she had been giggling all day long, seemingly heartless, but in fact, she had always had a small corner in her heart.
Actually, she is very glassy So for her sake, Bo Qichen's attitude just now has always been very good.
He is like this, which no one else has ever seen.
He actually let himself endure his anger for the sake of one person, and he was worried about whether the other party would be scared by himself.
In fact, when he was on the isolated island, he was really angry for no reason, probably because he was worried about her.
When he heard her say that zhàdàn suddenly blew himself up and almost hurt her, his breath was stagnant.
However, at that time, she was still smiling heartlessly.
Yan Yanqi sighed and walked over inexplicably.
When Bo Qichen saw her coming, he immediately spoke: "Squat."
In the dim light, Yan Yanqi frowned, then touched his nose, slowly squatted down, and lay on the side of the bed, only revealing his head.
Well, it's getting more and more like a pet.
Now she is really well-behaved.
Raising his hand, Bo Qichen's slender fingers touched Yan Yanqi's neckline, and then pulled down violently.
Yan Yanqi's eyes widened, and before she had time to think about anything, her right hand quickly raised.
"Smack".
In an instant, the room was quiet, and the atmosphere became cold.
It seems that the light that warms huángsè can't warm it back Yan Yanqi's movements were even faster than Bo Qichen's, her hand clenched his wrist tightly, and just now she used too much force, and the back of Bo Qichen's hand was covered with a red mark.
Yan Yan was stunned, and his heartbeat missed a beat.
Did the Seventh Master find something?
"Seventh Master, I'm not" looked at the red mark on his hand, and Yan Yan didn't let go, and it wasn't if he didn't let go.
Some embarrassed can't help themselves.
Bo Qichen frowned, took in her panic, and said casually: "What are you doing with such a big reaction, I just want to see what you have tattooed on your collarbone."
Yan Yanqi opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, silently let go of his hand, and hung his head with some remorse.
"Look up."
Bo Qichen reached out and raised her chin, her slender fingers brushed over her skin, and a trace of strangeness rose in both of their hearts.
Bo Qichen knew that Yan Yanqi's skin was very white, better than a girl's skin, but he didn't know that her skin was so smooth and tender.
Bo Qichen's right hand was still pierced with a needle, so after he raised her chin, his left hand was released and moved down naturally.
The corners of Yan Yanqi's mouth couldn't help twitching, how could she feel that the seventh master seemed to be teasing her, and she had a sense of instant vision that the owner was a pet, and there was a feeling of big attack and small weakness: