Young Master Bo, your wife is going to heaven

So... can he not go?

Xiao Heng bit the bullet and went over.

"that……"

The old lady hooked her fingers, whispered something in his ear, and then patted him on the shoulder: "Go for it."

"..."

This is a tooth pulled out of a tiger's mouth, it's going to lose its head!
"Don't worry, it's done, there is a big red envelope."

Xiao Heng chuckled, that's easy to say.

However, such a thing is still risky, and he might be beaten up by the boss, so he wanted to find a blame man, and that person was Bo Ling.

He squinted his eyes and locked on to the target.

The dance is still going on.

Sheng Nuan's toes started to twitch.

But the young master has no intention of stopping at all, and he even said: "You know, people are laughing at me behind my back as a sick child of the Bo family, and I don't even have a wife."

"But……"

"I don't want them to know that I'm divorced and I can't even keep my marriage."

Uh……

It sounds pathetic.

Sheng Nuan was also full of sympathy, but for some reason, the way he looked at him felt a little different.It was very sad to say, but why didn't I feel it at all?

So I just danced and danced.

However, Sheng Nuan suddenly felt someone rushing over.

?

Taking a closer look, it was Bo Ling.

What is this guy doing on the dance floor?
Those people are all eating melons outside, how could he come in?

And the expression is a bit strange.

boom.

He fell on himself.

wow.

Sheng Nuan felt a chill down his back.

"!!!"

I go!

The zipper is broken!

This dress is made of satin, and there may be wrinkles if it is rubbed a little, not to mention the tug just now.

The sudden coolness on her back gave her a bad feeling.

It seems... really collapsed.

Sheng Nuan was about to cry.

But the melon-eaters outside the dance floor were so amazed that they gasped.

day.

This Mrs. Bo's figure is really against the sky.

She appeared in a black dress just now, like an elegant black swan, so now is the time for this swan to show its beauty.

She withdrew the heavy dress, revealing her flawless back, like creamy white jade.

Inch by inch, minute by minute, every part exudes the immortal energy inherent in the gods.

The flawless back added a touch of sexiness to her innocence, and the black dress made her look even more elegant and generous.

In particular, the zipper was pulled to the bottom and stopped abruptly in the uneven curve, which made people imagine.

The men at the scene were distracted.

Women are envious and jealous. With such a figure, such good looks, and such a husband, it is almost heavenly.

Everyone is happy except one.

That person is Bao Siyan.

He squinted his eyes, feeling invincibly upset that Sheng Nuan had exposed so much skin.

what is this?
This girl is hers!

He scanned the audience lightly with his eyes. Although he didn't speak, the subtext was already obvious—so you plan to continue watching?Don't want to live anymore?

His eyes were as cold as ice.

It seems that they will be frozen in the next moment.

Everyone: "..."

They all retreat obediently.

Except for one person - classmate Bo Ling.

Because he himself didn't know why he came here, so he fell to the ground inexplicably, grabbed something, and caught her skirt.

"..."

The corner of Bo Ling's mouth twitched, trying to maintain his demeanor as the second young master of the Bo family, and said with a smile, "That..."

Before he finished speaking, Bao Siyan kicked him in the face.

boom.

The whole person was overturned.

Everyone: "..."

What method is this?
Also, the first time I saw that sick Bo Shao was angry, wasn't he still in a wheelchair before?
When did you learn this magical skill?

Look at this kick, Bo Ershao is almost paralyzed.

Oh, people are getting up.

Of course Bo Ling got up, in front of so many people, he couldn't lose face, and he couldn't afford it either.

What's more, I came here this time to win over useful people, so that I can be promoted in the future. I can't let them see that I was kicked like this by a former disabled person.

Bo Ling gritted his teeth and got up, and with a forced smile, he came in front of Sheng Nuan: "I was not careful just now."

?

what's going on?
"Second Young Master Bo, you..."

"I'm fine." He took a deep breath, and while swallowing, he felt a bloody smell.

"But you have a nosebleed." Sheng Nuan said slowly.

nosebleed?

Bo Ling's expression changed, and he wiped it, and found that it was really true.

"This……"

Bao Siyan said solemnly: "Come on, the second young master is bleeding, why don't you take him down quickly?"

"Yes."

Immediately a servant came forward.

I don't know what happened to those servants today. It stands to reason that they should give priority to dealing with such a situation, but they don't.

As soon as the servants saw Bo Ling's nosebleed, not only did they not deal with it, but they yelled loudly: "Oh, Second Young Master, your nosebleed is really... so strange, come here, let me have a look."

"That's right, this position is very strange. Could it be some kind of cardiovascular disease?" Someone picked up a flashlight.

Someone picked up the tweezers and poked them directly into his nostrils.

Bo Ling almost yelled like a pig being killed.

But thinking of such an occasion, he still held back.

"Young Master Bo, Second Young Master seems to be very serious. We suspect that there are many problems."

Bao Siyan's tone was calm, and his eyes flashed coldly: "Then what are you waiting for, why don't you send him to the hospital for proper treatment?"

The word "good" is emphatic.

Sheng Nuan had a feeling that this was the rhythm of killing people.

"Yes."

The servant immediately brought the stretcher.

"Second Young Master, please."

Bo Ling: "..."

He smiled dryly: "I don't have any problems, so don't make such a fuss."

"Then how can I do it? You are the second young master of the Bo family, with a noble status, how can you treat him casually?" Bao Siyan's mouth curled up, his tone cold.

I felt a cold aura emanating from my whole body.

The servant immediately put Bo Ling on the stretcher, almost compulsively, and then tied him up layer by layer with cloth strips.

The servant explained it like this: "Your status is noble, what if the car bumps and falls?"

puff.

Are you sure this is not a trick to deceive children?

Also, Bo Ling is screaming, are you just stuffing gauze into someone's mouth roughly like this?

Oh My God.

"I say……"

Bao Siyan gave him a look: "Why, do you want to speak for him?"

"..."

I don't even dare to look into your old man's eyes.

Sheng Nuan shook his head vigorously until it turned into a rattle drum.

"Of course not."

Bao Siyan's tense expression eased a lot: "This is what my wife should do." Saying that, he gently embraced her waist.

Sheng Nuan was taken aback.

Dear.

My back is exposed now, is that how you got started?