The look of joy suddenly flashed and became complicated.

Bo Lao held the phone, his hand frozen in mid-air.

His eyes were straight at Bo Jinghan.

Slightly stunned, the old fox immediately lost his unguarded look.

With the same loving eyes as before, he looked at the little fox he cultivated single-handedly.

He smiled and put down the phone.

Bo Lao sat upright, and pushed away Bo Jinghan's hand without a trace, the calm and peaceful mixed with a little elite light in his eyes, making people have an illusion, as if the qiē he saw just now was just an illusion.

"Girl...... Those words just now are just a cover, right? You don't recuperate in the villa of Linhu Villa, but choose to come back to live for the purpose of investigating the secret door, huh? ”

I don't know why.

Bo Lao had a feeling of powerlessness.

He took every precaution and carefully asked Bo Jinghan to avoid all matters related to the secret door, but he still couldn't let her dodge.

Could it be that this is really heavenly?!

"No, what I said before is true. I like Lu Yan, I really like it, although I don't know when it started, but just like Grandpa said. Feelings are a wonderful thing at the beginning, and before you know it, it sprouts in the bottom of your heart. I didn't have much emotional experience, but I was sure that I liked his arms and I relied on him for the security he gave me...... Even, by his side, I almost let down all my vigilance, and I had no worries! ”

For those who have been specially trained, they will be vigilant at all times.

Even if you are asleep, you will be awakened suddenly by the appearance of others.

Only those who reassure them, trust, and have a particularly familiar atmosphere can they rest assured without any worries.

And Bo Jinghan is also one of them.

"Hanhan ......"

With his hands folded, Bo Lao leaned back slightly, and leaned back into the leather chair.

The gray eyebrows were slightly raised, and the majestic but kind face blended into a faint joy.

But soon, that joy faded.

In its place is a rare kind of killing!

Old Man Bo didn't miss any change in Bo Jinghan's eyes, and the kid seemed to be undisguised, staring at him like a confrontation.

It's just that the eyes are too cold and thin, and it's hard to guess: "I asked you to understand the internal core of the Bo family every time, but you refused." But now, why do you want to investigate the secret door? ”

Back when she asked.

In addition to shock, Bo Lao was more surprised.

Because, her question is too sudden and too straightforward.

But in connection with her experience during this time, another thought inevitably popped up.

Will......

Could it be that this kidnapping has something to do with it?

"Grandpa, you haven't let me get in touch with anything related to the secret door, and I understand that you want me to never wade into the troubled waters of the secret door. So Grandpa, please believe me, I don't mean to investigate the secret door, let alone step into troubled waters. But if anyone wants to pull me over—"

Bo Jinghan sat lazily back in his chair.

She tried to relax as much as possible, her legs folded casually, and she looked at Bo Lao with a complicated expression.

A light smile.

The eyebrows are shining.

Gestures, soft and elegant.

But that resoluteness has already been revealed: "Grandpa, I want to know whether it was friend or foe who pulled me into the water." So please be sure to tell me that the Bo family and the P organization have nothing to do with each other! ”。

(l~1`x*>+``+