Chapter 88

"What's the matter?" Xi Jinyan saw that Bo Qing's face was very bad. He seemed to have something urgent, so he came over.

Although her face was expressionless, Bo Qing knew that Xi Jinyan should be concerned about her.

Before waiting for an answer, a beeping voice sounded in my ear, "Wow, listen to the voice well. The authentic subwoofer, good Su, good Su, is my favorite type. Mommy, which little brother is it? Introduce it to me?"

Thin tilt: "..."

Dudu, stop it. He's your father.

Now in this situation, father and daughter, one outside the phone and the other inside the phone, she is sandwiched in the middle, which is really a headache.

Reluctantly closed his eyes and Bo Qing said, "I'm fine. I just called my assistant to ask how to do fruit fishing."

Xi Jinyan nodded, looked at thin tilt again, and turned back.

Bo Qing was relieved and was about to speak. As a result, the beeping voice came again, "what, Mommy, your first fruit was not made for me. People are jealous."

"You're smart. Hurry up and ask your aunt Jingshuang to answer the phone. Don't embarrass Mommy." Bo Qing whispered a prayer.

Dudu answered generously, "well, Mommy, won't you come back tonight?"

Thin tilt answered gently.

Dudu sighed, "OK, I can't help it. I asked aunt Jingshuang to answer the phone. Aunt Jingshuang, little angel Jingshuang, answer the phone!"

Thin tilt: "..."

What does the bear child learn from day to night?

After a while, Jing Shuang's voice sounded and told Bo Qing the steps of making fruit fishing.

It's simple.

After hanging up the phone, Bo Qing washed some fruit and cut it. Then he found a transparent lunch box, put a layer of diced fruit, add a layer of yogurt, put another layer of fruit, and then add a layer of yogurt

Soon, the fruit fishing was finished.

She fished you out of the fruit and put it on the tea table in front of Xi Jinyan. "Mr. Xi, it's done. Yogurt can promote digestion, but don't eat more. It's bad for your stomach to eat so many things for a while."

Xi Jinyan looked at the food he had never eaten or entered before and felt his taste buds dancing.

He nodded, picked up the spoon and took a bite.

It's a little sweet. It's not his favorite taste.

Bo Qing couldn't help asking, "is it delicious, Mr. Xi? This is my first time to make fruit fishing. I don't know how it tastes."

"Very good." Xi Jinyan's voice was faint. When Bo Qing smiled happily, he continued: "it's very sweet. I don't like sweets."

Three black lines were hung on thin tilt forehead.

I'll do it for you. You still have so many problems. I knew I wouldn't be tired. I didn't get any good.

"If Mr. Xi doesn't like it, he can give it back to me."

"No need." Xi Jinyan finished and took another bite. He didn't mean to let Bo Qing take a bite.

Thin Qing sipped his lips. "Don't you like sweets? I added a little honey. If Mr. Xi doesn't like to eat, don't embarrass yourself."

"I don't like sweets, but lawyer Bo made them. I like them." Xi Jinyan looked at Bo Qing's eyes and said, then continued to lower his head, eat silently and eat quietly.

Thin tilt: "..."

Well, why did she suddenly say such disgusting words, which made the deer in her heart seem to bump into it.