Little Bo, is your girlfriend at home?

Bo chicheng's body suddenly froze.

His dark eyes froze for a moment. He immediately raised his hand to brush away his messy hair, and his well-defined fingers quickly buttoned up his shirt. He also tidied up the slight creases on his collar and sleeves.

"Mr. Shi." The man nodded politely.

Shi Fu leaned on his walking stick and looked at him. The corners of his wrinkled eyes were lowered, and there was a shrewdness and judgment in his eyes.

Especially when she noticed the messy hair on his collar, her spirited eyes became even more intense ...

Bo Zhicheng pursed his lips slightly and said calmly, " I didn't know that old master Shi had come to visit. This junior was impolite and couldn't personally welcome you. If there's anything I didn't do well, I hope you can forgive me. Please come in.

The man said as he stepped aside to make way for the old man.