Hua Jian felt a little strange.
Bo Lin and Qi Fanling huddled together, whispering something to each other.
From then on, Bo Lin never looked at the rearview mirror again.
Hua Jian never looked at Bo Lin again.
An hour later, the car drove into the Qi family villa.
This time, the person waiting in the yard was no longer the housekeeper Chen, but a lady in her 50s whom he had never seen before.
Her hair was mixed with some white hair and was combed meticulously, all tied up in a bun. She wore a black suit skirt and had a gentle face.
"Fan Ling, this is the new housekeeper your uncle found for you."
Bo Lin looked at the girl standing cautiously at his feet, and his heart softened.
He gently rubbed the girl's head and said, "You are not familiar with the housekeeper yet. Uncle Xiaohua and I will accompany you for the next few days, okay?"
Qi Fanling looked a little nervous. She looked up at Bo Lin and asked, "Uncle, where is Grandpa Chen? Will he not live with Fanling anymore?"
Bo Lin looked calm and composed. "Yes, do you remember that Grandpa Chen's grandson was a little naughty, so Grandpa Chen had to go home and discipline him?"
Qi Fanling nodded thoughtfully: "Grandpa Chen must have worked so hard."
Bo Lin noticed that her grip on his clothes had loosened a little. He bent down and gently pinched Qi Fanling's soft cheeks. "Uncle will take you to meet the new housekeeper, okay?"
Qi Fanling's black eyes timidly looked at the housekeeper who was smiling at her, as if observing her.
Bo Lin and Hua Jian waited patiently.
The new housekeeper also kept looking at Qi Fanling with an encouraging smile.
I don’t know how long it took, but Qi Fanling’s cute little head finally nodded slightly.
Mrs. Feng, the housekeeper, breathed a sigh of relief. She took a cautious step forward and held out her hand to Qi Fanling. "I just arrived at Miss Fanling's house. I wonder if Miss Fanling could show me around?"
Qi Fanling looked up at Bo Lin again as if asking for help.
Bo Lin nodded at her encouragingly, and she tentatively placed her little hand into Ms. Feng's.
Ms. Feng grabbed her soft and delicate hand and said thank you.
The old man and the young man walked into the villa.
"I wonder if Fan Ling can get used to firing Butler Chen just like that?" Hua Jian was even more worried than Bo Lin.
Butler Chen has been taking care of Qi Fanling for several years, and she should be very dependent on Butler Chen.
So after seeing Zhang Xiao, although Hua Jian suspected Butler Chen, she did not attack him.
Bo Lin: "Don't worry, Fan Ling is stronger and smarter than we thought. She will adapt."
Hua Jian: "I wonder what the doctor says about her condition? Is she fit to go to school now?"
Bo Lin's eyes flickered, "I will ask Fan Ling for his own opinion."
Hua Jian suddenly came over and asked him, "What did Fan Ling secretly tell you in the car?"
Bo Lin paused, and he raised his eyelids to look at Hua Jian.
Hua Jian's handsome face was so close that it seemed that as long as Bo Lin moved forward, he would have close contact with him.
"Can't you tell me?" The young boy was really curious. "Hey Bo Lin, tell me quickly, what's going on?"
Bo Lin's thick and curly eyelashes flapped rapidly like the wings of a frightened butterfly.
Hua Jian's heart was moved, "Come with me."
Before Bo Lin could react, a strong force pulled him forward.
The servants in the villa have changed several times. Although they knew that the owner had a boyfriend, they did not know that both the owner and the boyfriend were such outstanding and handsome men.
The younger servant's eyes sparkled as he watched them leave.
This couple is so pleasing to the eyes.
Across the corridor, there is a small reception room on the first floor before entering the villa hall.
The two of them opened the door of the small reception room like a gust of wind, and soon the door was closed with a bang.
"Boom!"
It was the muffled sound caused by a heavy object pressing down on the door panel.
Bo Lin leaned against the hard door behind him. Before he could say anything, his vision suddenly went dark and a hot and urgent breath rushed towards him.
It happened in the blink of an eye.
After Hua Jian anxiously kissed Bo Lin, she let out a satisfied and sighing sound from the depths of her throat.
The voice was so sexy that Bo Lin felt his ears burning instantly.
His hand on Hua Jian's back couldn't help but grab hard and impatiently.
Hua Jian noticed his anxiety almost immediately.
He raised his hand to lift Bo Lin's chin, then lowered his head and put his forehead against Bo Lin's, their noses touching. Their gazes were as sticky as crystal clear and thick honey.
Sweet and greasy.
Because of the way he lifted his chin, Bo Lin raised his head with an attitude of taking whatever he wanted, which made Hua Jian's heart beat faster.
Bo Lin only received a brief kiss.
His boyfriend stopped kissing him and instead stared at him blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Bo Lin moved his dry lips, "What's wrong?"
The tip of his red tongue peeked out from the edge of his lips.
Then carefully retracted it.
Hua Jian's pupils shrank and her eyes darkened.
Bo Lin felt a pain in his chin, his eyelashes trembled, and the dark shadow above his head fell on him again.
The lips that were forced open were suddenly occupied by Hua Jian.
Bo Lin couldn't wait to get entangled with him.
The hand behind Hua Jian had already slowly moved up along his smooth back muscles.
The butter, thorns and nails make the flower basket even more confusing.
After a while, Hua Jian's hand finally touched Bo Lin's skin.
The two of them moaned in satisfaction.
It had only been three days, but Hua Jian felt like it was a very long time.
Outside the small reception room is the corridor connecting the villa to the front yard.
The servants who took care of the garden would pass by here, but they would never have imagined that in the small reception room only one door away from them, the young couple were passionately making out.
"Don't..." Bo Lin frowned and pushed Hua Jian's head.
He sensed something and opened his eyes a little more awake.
His eyes were full of lust.
As for Hua Jian, who raised her eyelids and looked up, she was even worse than him.
Hua Jian's face was tense, and she squeezed out a word: "Don't like it?"
Bo Lin's eyes widened, and he shouted in a low, short voice, "Hua Jian, no!"
Hua Jian stared at his expression, but Bo Lin's eyes widened. Soon, the two of them were lost in each other's gazes, and no one said no or refused anymore.
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Qi Fanling accompanied the housekeeper Ms. Feng on a tour of the villa like a little adult.
From the dressing room and kitchen on the first floor, to the studio, bedroom, study, toy room on the second floor, and to the piano room on the third floor.
After finally touring the entire villa, Qi Fanling sighed heavily.
Ms. Feng smiled and found her young employer unexpectedly cute.
"Miss Fanling, are you tired? The housekeeper made your favorite tiramisu today. Shall we go together?"
"Okay." Qi Fanling's pretty face wrinkled. "But uncle and Uncle Xiaohua were too tired last night, so did they go to rest together?"
Ms. Feng: ...
Why are these two male owners so unreliable?
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