Bo Jingchuan nodded, "this kind of weather is most suitable for eating hot pot."

Shen Fanxing also looked forward, "eating hot pot is the most lively."

Lou ruoyi's eyes had begun to shine. "Do you have an old godmother?"

Shen Fanxing nodded with a smile, "old Ganma in Mahjong!"

Lou ruoyi clapped her hands and pointed to Shen Fanxing, "can eat!"

Shen Fanxing stood up and said, "I'll get ready!"

Lou ruoyi also stood up, "I'll help too!"

As a result, the two women were held by the man beside them.

"This kind of simple thing is overqualified. Just let the servants do it."

At this time, the servants tacitly took away the four plates of spaghetti on the table, said that they would go to prepare the hot pot immediately, and then went into the kitchen one after another.

Until Shen Fanxing and Lou ruoyi sat down, Bo Jingchuan and Bo sichen's tense expressions gradually relaxed.

I got away with it.

Bo sichen is particularly relaxed.

No matter how the hot pot is, as long as it can be eaten, it must be much better than the spaghetti in front of us.

In fact, when he personally ate hot pot, he felt that this kind of instant food similar to fast food was acceptable to him.

Because seasoning can be adjusted according to your own taste, this is the best choice.

Although this kind of food is too simple to eat, seeing his wife and son's familiar appearance, he still couldn't help asking:

"have you all eaten this?"

Bo Jingchuan took a piece of freshly cooked tripe and sent it to Shen Fanxing's plate. He said faintly:

"it's popular to eat this now."

Lou ruoyi also took a mouthful of hairy belly, "what is the popular one now? It's always popular, OK? "

Bo sichen looked at her, "do you like it very much?"

"Yes."

Boschen's face sank. "Why don't I know?"

He should know nothing about what she likes.

Lou ruoyi pursed her lips and said: "the old man looks for a lot of problems every day. I don't want to think of the old man's reprimand every time I eat hot pot."

How many hobbies did she have because the old man was forced to leave a psychological shadow?

Bo sichen pursed his lips and said, "I'll call my mother and eat together."

"Cough..." Lou ruoyi choked, "don't you call me dad?"

Bo sichen fished out a piece of vegetables and put it into his mouth.

"Let him watch."

“……”

“……”

“……”

It's amazing!

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however, Yuan Sichun settled down in the thin house.

Chen Ma almost all-round, everything is waiting for her.

Food, use and care are the best.

Shen Fanxing said that Chen's mother is yuan Sichun's wet nurse. In fact, just looking like this, it's impossible for her mother to be so good to her.

Yuan Sichun was received directly from the hospital by the old man at that time. He didn't prepare anything at all.

The job of dressing change naturally falls into Chen Ma's hands.

When she saw the shocking whiplash marks on Yuan Sichun's body, even though she was psychologically prepared, Chen's mother took a cold breath.

I can't do what hurts.

"This Is that Shen? How can you lay such a heavy hand? "

Yuan Sichun clenched his teeth and hung his head without saying a word.

With a sigh, she opened the medicine box and carefully applied medicine to her wound.

"It seems that I'll have to suffer a few days. Fortunately, the doctor prescribes the best medicine to reduce the pain."

As for the most important question of whether to leave scars, Chen Ma did not mention it. When the doctor taught her how to apply the medicine, she had already asked this question.

The answer given by the doctor is also ambiguous. There are so many whiplash marks on the whole body, and it is obvious that there is no mercy at all when beating. It is said that it is the best medicine and will not leave scars. But who can say this kind of thing accurately depends on the later cultivation, resistance, immunity, and so on.

At the thought that these ferocious and terrifying whiplash marks in front of her would be left on her delicate white body, Chen's mother was angry and distressed.

I have no good impression of Shen Fanxing.

"I really don't know what the young master is thinking. In terms of familiarity, I'm afraid you are the only woman who knows him best except his wife. I found such a cruel woman on the way!"

"I heard that woman was dumped by a man at the beginning. She taught her boyfriend The young master of our Bo family, what a noble and handsome man he should be. How Why do you want a second-hand product... "

"Fortunately, they're just staying like this now. Otherwise, Shen will become the eldest daughter of our Bo family. That's really It's disgusting. It's amazing that such a woman is a housewife. "Chen Ma gave yuan Sichun a dressing while she said that she was extremely dissatisfied with Shen Fanxing.

Yuan Sichun sat quietly, listening to Chen Ma's Tucao, and make complaints about his eyes.

Yes, everyone knows that if Shen Fanxing is not killed halfway, she will undoubtedly be the future master of the Bo family.

Even though Bo didn't feel for her at first, she believed that he would fall in love with her after a long time together.

Others don't know, but she knows that although Bo Ge is cold, he is still very gentlemanly and elegant.

Even if he doesn't love her, he will be able to respect each other.

Now, just for a Shen Fanxing, how deep did he hurt her?

I still want to kill her for that woman

Perhaps in the mind thought of the man initially cold resolute eyes, she suddenly cold not Ding hit a shiver.

"Oh, did it hurt you?"

Chen's mother was startled and asked. Yuan Sichun shook her head.

"No, it's just that I suddenly think of something bad."

It's a bad thing. Isn't it because of a young master?

"Well, it's hard for anyone to let the man he likes grow up to marry another woman If you want to be open, it's not the last step yet

In fact, Yuan Sichun is a little disheartened. Bo Jingchuan wants her life for that bitch. Will he really have a chance to forgive himself?

Maybe now, she should not just wait to die like this. There are still many things she needs to do. At least, she should try to make Bo Ge change her mind.

"Well, Miss Sichun, the medicine is ready Well, this dress can't be worn any more. You need a light and loose one. "

Yuan Sichun was silent for two seconds, and suddenly he hooked his lower lip.

"Mother Chen, do many servants here like Miss Shen very much? Sometimes when I go out, the servants look at me strangely. I'm afraid I live in and force her to leave. I'm not satisfied with her. "