Hearing Bo Jianmo's refusal without thinking, Yi Xing pursed his thin lips and couldn't help but look into the rearview mirror.

It seems that the name of Iceberg Beauty is really correct to use it on her.

When the car stopped, Yi Xingyi respectfully opened the car door for her and retreated respectfully.

Because Bo Jianmo wore high heels today, he didn't pay attention when he got off the car and almost stepped on the air. He subconsciously fell forward.

"ah……"

Before Bo Jianmo's cry for help could be heard, Yi Xingyi stretched out his hand quickly and caught her son.

"Miss Bo, are you okay?"

After confirming that Bo saw that Mo was safe and sound, Yi Xingyi let her go, stood aside without a look, lowered her head.

Bo Jianmo rubbed his bumped wrist, and his eyes fell on Yixing, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Your hands don't look like being a bodyguard, but rather like being a soldier."

Bo Jianmo asked softly.

I had an old housekeeper at home before. I was a soldier before I retired from the army, so I could be very quick to reach out.

But today this man's hands are a little more agile than the old butler.

How could a simple bodyguard have such a hand?

Yi Xingyi's skull was a little stiff, but he showed no abnormality. He spoke coldly with a stern face: "Ms. Bo misunderstood, I'm just a bodyguard."

Bo Jianmo pursed her lips, and she just mentioned it casually, but didn't want to ask more questions.

Without saying anything, he walked straight forward.

——

Bo Jianmo walked to the shooting scene and found that there were a lot of flowers piled up in her dressing room.

When Bo Jianmo saw the bodyguard following him again, he knew what was going on.

Put the bag aside, Bo Jianmo didn't even look at the flower on the sofa, and took off the outside and started to make up.

There was no excitement, nor was there joy, as dull as if nothing had happened.

At this moment, a handsome and gentle man walked in from outside the door.

Compared to last night, this man seemed to have changed.

Bo Jianmo knew that he had appeared, frowned and said nothing.

After Song Xiao walked to Bo Jianmo, he hugged her gently and spoke softly: "Momo."

Bo Jianmo pushed him away, stared at him coldly, and chuckled: "Why, you don't have a job today?"

Song Xiao smiled faintly, his eyes became gentler. He turned Bo Jianmo to look at him, raised his hand and gently stroked her face: "Did you miss me? I'm too busy with work recently, I'm sorry."

Believe his nonsense!

He put down his blush and reached out to get the lipstick, but Song Xiao grabbed his hand: "Momo, I swear I won't neglect you in the future, okay?"

No woman can stand such a gentle man.

Yi Xing stared at the scene in front of him, without any expression, but was a little dazzled.

Song Xiao was coaxing Bo Jianmo, but suddenly realized that there was a man standing there. He turned around and said quietly: "Stand outside."

Yi Xingyi then came back to his senses and bowed respectfully as always: "Yes, Mr. Song."

Retreat to the door and close the door, Yi Xing subconsciously stood in a military posture with his hands, but when he remembered his current position, his hands were immediately behind him.

A sharp slid across his eyes and quickly disappeared.

There were only two people left in the room. Song Xiao sat down in front of Bo Jianmo, holding her hand that was busy, and his voice became a little gentle: "Momo, I was really wrong."

Song Xiao said this, Bo Jianmo was a little soft-hearted.
Chapter completed!