Lan Lan still wants to murder her husband?

A low and hoarse voice rang in his ears.

Bo Zhicheng's lips gently pressed against Shi qinglan's upper body. His red lips moved and he called her name in a low voice, " Lan Lan.

Shi qinglan stopped in her tracks when she heard that.

She turned to look at the man. ah Cheng? Why are you here?"

"I'm here to pick you up." Bo Yucheng chuckled helplessly. why? Lan Lan wants to murder her husband?"

"I don't ..." Shi qinglan could not help but feel guilty.

Fortunately, Bo Yicheng had spoken in time. If he had been a second later, she would have dislocated the man's shoulder.

She raised her eyebrows slightly and turned around to put her arms around the man's waist. this is my nanny van ... What are you doing here?"

Bo Li Cheng lowered his head and gently pressed it against the girl's forehead.