Chapter 320

Xiao Bao's eyes lit up when he saw the transformer. He quickly put Bo Haifeng down, then ran over and grabbed the gift. "This is my transformer, my transformer."

Bo Qing looked at Xiaobao's love for transformers, smiled, and then took out the gift to Bo Haifeng, "this is..."

"What's this?" Xiaobao asked. Before Bo Qing could answer, he took away the gift he took out again.

As a result, when I opened it and saw that it was not a toy, I threw out the gift directly.

The gift bought by Bo Qing fell to the ground.

Bo Haifeng immediately stepped forward and his face smelled when he saw that the gift was a clock.

Gifts, clocks?

Send the clock?

Does Bo Qing want to make himself angry?

Thin tilt without any trace of Bo Haifeng's expression, with a sneer in his mouth.

Give gifts. You have to send some bad luck.

……

Xiaobao came forward again, took out all the other gifts from the bag, and finally took a fancy to the lipstick set gift box that Bo Qing gave to Bo Yan.

"I want this, too. I want to draw. I want to draw now!"

Bo Yan: "

Damn smelly boy, you robbed me again.

Although Bo Yan doesn't lack lipstick, she really hates Xiaobao's behavior.

But Bo Yan never said anything, just stood in place and held his hands tightly.

Bo Qingyu looked at Bo Yan, and the corners of his lips made a shallow arc. Then he squatted down and said to Xiao Bao, "Xiao Bao, this is for your sister. You can't be so greedy."

"Mine, I won't give it to anyone!" Xiaobao hugged the lipstick suit gift box. "This is my home. All the things in my home are mine. It's good that I didn't throw out her money losing goods. I won't give her anything!"

Bo Yan: "

Bo Yubao, wait for me. Although you are a child, I will teach you a lesson one day.

But now is not the time, so Bo Yan can only bear it.

Bo Qing didn't say anything. She believed that Bo Yan knew.

Bo Haifeng stepped forward at this time, "well, it's just a box of lipstick. Yan'er won't rob Xiaobao."

Bo Qing looked at Bo Yan. She saw a clear anger on Bo Yan's face.

Liu Xueqing couldn't help looking at Bo Yan, but didn't say anything. Instead, she came up to Bo Qing and said, "Xiao Qing, you're going home. You're so polite. You've brought so many gifts. Sit down quickly. I know you have something to do, so I told the kitchen to start preparing for dinner soon."

Thin pour nodded and sat down on the sofa.

The others also sat down. Only Xiaobao painted everywhere with those lipstick.

Bo Qing looks at Xiaobao, and Yu Guang falls on Bo Yan again.

At this time, Bo Haifeng's low voice sounded, "Bo Qing, I know you mortgaged your studio for your sister. I'm very pleased, but there's one thing I want to make clear to you."

Bo Qing seems to have guessed what Bo Haifeng is going to say. Secretly, Bo Haifeng is really acute and can't wait for dinner.

Don't he know that talking about most things at the wine table can increase the chance of success by 10%?

With a faint smile, Bo Qing asked, "what's up?"

"About the company's shares..." Bo Haifeng didn't beat around the Bush and said directly, "you have to pay back the shares."

When Bo Qing heard the speech, he couldn't help laughing. "You're drunk before you drink? I used my studio to go to the bank to lend money to my sister in exchange for shares. Why should I give it back to you? My money was blown by the wind?"

Bo Haifeng pursed his lips and his face was heavy. He didn't want to talk nonsense with Bo, "I'll give you the money. You hand over the shares first."