Mr. Bo’s Milk Sweetener is A Mermaid Omega

As night fell, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the sparkling sea, which was particularly heartwarming.

Bo Sijue walked into the room from outside wearing a black coat, exuding a strong aura of danger.

He looked around with cold eyes and finally found that familiar figure on the bed.

“Haha, this little thing is really heartless. After saying bad things about me, he can still sleep so soundly?”

Bo Sijue came to the bedside and looked at someone sleeping unconscious on the bed. His eyes darkened, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his heart.

He stretched out his big palms and lifted up the collar of the sleeping boy’s neck, pulling him in front of him.

“Ah!”

Bai Junluo was startled awake by this sudden movement, his face turned pale, and his sapphire-like pupils were full of fear.

He raised his head and looked forward, only to see the man’s face full of anger and a gloomy expression, as ferocious as a demon from hell. He was so frightened that his whole body couldn’t help but tremble.

“There is a ghost!”

Bo Sijue’s face turned even darker after hearing the exclamation.

“What kind of ghost? Come on, talk.” Bo Sijue frowned, pinched the young man’s chin, and kept moving closer to him with strong low pressure.

“Didn’t you just make a fuss about jumping into the sea? Did you tell He Zheng that I abused you and didn’t give you food, and begged him to let you go?”

Feeling that the man’s body was gradually approaching him, Bai Junluo shrank and said, his voice trembling with fear.

“Well… I know I was wrong. I will never run away again. Don’t hit me.”

The round and white pearls hit the soft velvet, making the man who was still in anger feel a weird sensation in his heart. The feeling of being out of breath.

It was obviously this boy who said bad things about him, but now how could he act like he was the victim?

On the way here, he thought he must punish this young man.

But at this moment, when facing the pitiful young man in front of him, he couldn’t help but feel moved in his heart.

The white and translucent pearls continued to hit Bo Sijue’s feet without moving, making the man who had always been brutal and bloodthirsty start to panic.

It was indeed an aquatic animal, as if it was made of water, so it could cry a lot.

Bo Sijue helplessly held his forehead and bowed to the young man who kept dropping his pearls in front of him.

“Stop crying, I didn’t say I was going to beat you.”

“You, you lied, you are beating me now.”

Bai Junluo’s eyes were wet and red, with a look of grievance on his face.

Bo Sijue’s eyes flashed, and he felt doubtful in his heart.

When did he hit him?

Feeling the man’s puzzled gaze, Bai Junluo struggled hard for a moment, then pointed at Bo Sijue’s hand holding the back of his collar, and complained to him with a tearful voice: “This… this hand did it. I, um… it hurts my neck when you lift it!”

The young man’s eyes were wet and red, and pearls fell silently from his eyes.

Looking at the pearls scattered on the ground, Bo Sijue quickly released his hand feeling at a loss.

He didn’t know how to coax and had never coaxed anyone.

How to stop someone from crying?

Bo Sijue’s mind went blank due to the boy’s continuous sobbing, and he could only say in a threatening tone: “Bai Junluo, if you cry again, I will throw you to feed the sharks.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the man realized he spoke loudly, fearing that the boy would become more scared again. He was about to say it softly, but the boy on the bed immediately stopped crying.

The room was silent at the moment.

Bo Sijue’s mood was as ups and downs as riding a roller coaster.

He had forgotten that the young man in front of him was a spoiled boy.

With a long sigh, Bo Sijue stopped worrying about anything.

After all, no matter what method he used, it didn’t matter as long as the boy in front of him stopped crying.

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Bo Sijue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly there was a fragrance of roses in his nose.

At the same time, a blush suddenly appeared on Bai Junluo’s fair and delicate cheeks on the bed.

Oops, the heat!

Bai Junluo quickly reached out and touched the protruding glands on the back of his neck, feeling a little panicked.

Bo Sijue raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man’s cheeks that suddenly turned red, wondering if he had caught a cold and had a fever from last night.

He leaned down and put his hand on the young man’s smooth forehead, and was instantly shocked by the burning temperature.

This boy was fine just now, why did he suddenly have a fever like this?

Bo Sijue frowned and was filled with doubts.

But the most important thing right now was to let the boy lower his fever quickly, so as not to make his already stupid brain turned even more stupidly.

“You have a fever. I’m going to call a doctor for you.”

The man turned around and prepared to walk out, but before he could take a step forward, his left hand was suddenly grabbed by the young man behind him.

“Don’t, don’t go…”

Bai Junluo held the man’s wrist tightly, his soft and delicate voice silently tugging at the man’s heartstrings.

Bo Sijue’s heart trembled, his Adam’s apple rolled slightly, lust flashed in his dark eyes, but his conscience still prevailed.

“Don’t make trouble. Your fever is very high now. I’ll call a doctor for you.”

The man withdrew his hand and prepared to get up.

Bai Junluo, who was in a dazed state, saw that he was about to leave, and quickly stretched out his hands and feet to hang himself onto the man.

Being teased so wantonly, Bo Sijue gave up his struggle and looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly in an extremely dangerous manner.

Was this stupid fish really sick?

Bo Sijue felt a pair of slender hands restlessly touching his body, and his breathing became rapid.

“Don’t make trouble, you are already like this, and you still…”

“Um…” The corners of the young man’s eyes were reddish, and his sapphire-like eyes were filled with crystal tears, making him look particularly charming and weak.

Bo Sijue’s breathing was stagnant, and the veins on his palms popped out. Beads of sweat as big as beans kept flowing down his perfect neckline, making him feel hot.

“You are really good at making trouble!”

The man’s dark eyes gradually darkened, and his eyes were deep and dark, as if he wanted to devour the young man under him into his stomach.

The rich scent of roses filled the entire room, and everything turned warm.