My Guardian Mr Bo

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Bo Yan has experienced so many things. One glance is enough to see Xu Wei through. No tricks can be seen in his eyes, so how could he not have his own mind?

It's just that this little guy is here obviously, but he doesn't say a word, he cares so much in his heart, but hides at the door to see how he solves it.

I have to say that he wanted to punish her too much.

and so……

When An Ge'er blushed and said that she was hungry, Bo Yan glanced at her with a vague look, and then went downstairs to cook for her.

Watching him go downstairs, An Ge'er threw herself on the bed, sniffing the clear scent remaining on him, and the corners of her lips curled up.

At this moment, taking advantage of my uncle’s time to cook, An Ge’er dragged one foot inconveniently to sit down in front of the desk, and then took out her own bag. I have to say that this kind of experience followed her personally. Things that are thrilling, in the end, she has a feeling of sympathy.

Putting the bag aside, she accidentally touched it when she turned on the computer. When she tried to pick it up again, she didn't know what she saw, and a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes.

A silver USB flash drive fell on the ground.

Whose is this?

Why doesn't she remember that she has such a USB flash drive?

Was it the 13th sister or who put it in? What file was it, but forgot to tell her?

With all kinds of doubts, An Ge'er glanced at the computer and inserted the USB flash drive.

After inserting the USB flash drive, An Ge'er's eyes were deep when he saw the picture coming out on the computer.

Has a password.

And it's not a common password. It's different from what ordinary people use. It's a high-level password. When Ange sees this, it's already clear that this is obviously not the USB flash drive of the 13th sister.

She hesitated, still couldn't help typing on the keyboard, and began to crack. Fortunately, although this kind of password is not common, it is not that difficult.

After all, after staying with people in the group for a long time, she would still be able to simply decipher her.

After a while, An Geer hit enter and finally entered.

There is a file of multiple files.

A lot of information.

An Ge'er clicked on the first one, marked TT8 below. An Ge'er looked at the name a little familiar, but didn't want to have a password in it, and she couldn't do it if the degree of difficulty had to be cracked.

She was a little sad.

I thought it was all inside, but didn't want to, so I clicked on one, but opened it.

But there are video files inside.

An Ge'er glanced suspiciously, clicked one of them, and then sat in front of the computer, waiting to see what the video would be.

The screen is a little clearer.

Unusually clear, it also made An Ge'er's eyes change from initial doubts to shocks, and even flushed and white on her cheeks.

I don't know if it was scared or something.

The picture falls on the video. It is a luxuriously decorated European-style room. A young girl's white and tender body is hanging in the air, her head is slightly raised, her cheeks flushed, and her face is painful and enjoyable, twisted and twisted.

Immediately afterwards, a man’s voice appeared in the video. It was in American English. The voice was very pleasant, but the words that made people couldn’t help being clever. His back was chilled, and he was a little sick in shock.

What he said was very filthy, and An Ge'er could only say that she heard the meaning of fuck, bitch, z national doll, oriental girl...