The second young master liked beauties when he was a child and would not refuse anyone who came, but he is not as difficult to take care of as the young master...
"Young master, what kind of girl do you like? Describe it to the nanny and find it according to what you like?" Nanny Petty said with a flattering look on her face.
The little bun raised his brows, crossed his arms and hummed: "Happy."
The grinning short-legged Shar-Pei came back in a hurry.
Little Baozi asked slowly: "Look for the one you like?"
"Yes, yes, what type does the young master like...? You can't find the type you like in these photos, so can you find a picture album or something, or point out which star on the TV?"
"Picture album?" Little Baozi's brows widened, as if he thought of something, he jumped off the sofa, "Just wait."
"Aye!"
Nanny Petty wiped away the sweat, she is really a little ancestor, she is so tormented.
Happy followed the young master and the dog and disappeared around the corner. The young master went upstairs to look for him.
After a while, the door to the master bedroom in the living room was quietly opened, and half of his head poked his head in, looking left and right. No one was there. He closed the door behind him when he came in. Like a scout captain, Happy walked into the room and sniffed all the way.
On the wall hangs an oil painting of a handsome man, with a high nose, cold and tight lips, and a proud kingly demeanor.
The little bun took a cool look at the portrait and walked to the bookshelf with a clear purpose. Since he was too short, he pushed a high stool over and stood on the stool to take out a photo album from the bookshelf.
In the study room connected to the master bedroom, the man sank into the darkness, pressing his fingers on his temples, with exhaustion written all over his face.
Suddenly he heard the sound of a chair scraping against the floor in the master bedroom next door, and his heroic eyebrows condensed.
Bang, throwing down the books heavily, Bo Yeyuan stood up and opened the door.
Just as the door to the living room closed, the little figure had already run away...
Bo Yeyuan raised his thick eyebrows. He found this kid's footprints and had sneaked into his room many times. He was tired of it. How dare he break into his room casually?
Wasn't he already locked? How could that kid still come in——!
"Bo Tianci!" Bang, the study door next door suddenly opened, and the devil's voice came.
The little bun turned his little head and saw the man standing at the door, ah...why is he at home?
"Come here." Bo Yeyuan was gloomy and scary. He wanted to see what this kid did secretly!
Little Tianci's head twisted, his short legs leaped like wind, and he quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Bo Yeyuan: "..."
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Nanny Petty put on her reading glasses and looked carefully at the photo handed to her by the young master: "Beautiful... What a beauty..."
It's just that this looks very familiar. Why is it so beautiful and so similar to the same person?
"Young master, you have such a good eye. The person in this photo is so beautiful. Where did you get the photo?"
Who does it look like?
Little Tianci was nestled on the sofa, hugging the Shar-Pei dog and rubbing its two ears. He was a little cautious: "It's like this..."
Nanny Petty's face suddenly changed and she remembered, isn't this Miss Li?
Two and a half years have passed, time flies so fast...
Since Li Qiyu left, the eldest young master has become even more taciturn. The word "Li Qiyu" has become a taboo in the Bo family. No one can mention it. All her photos have been put away and only the young master's room has them. The entire Bo family has them.
Thanks to this little guy, the family manor has a little life.