Thin lean looked at his back, silently smiled and sat up, "I'll go down first."

"Yes." Xi Jin Yan answered faintly.

Bo Qing took another last look at him, turned out of bed, put on slippers and left Xi Jin Yan's bedroom with his mobile phone.

Xi Jinyan's eyes fell to the door and bit his teeth.

Just leave. What do you want him to do?

Can you solve it yourself?

Bo Qing went downstairs and went directly to the kitchen. Then he took out his mobile phone and dialed Xinyi's phone.

The phone was soon connected, and Xinyi's careless voice came, "Hi, boss!"

Thin tilted his lips, "who sent Dudu to school today?"

"Shiheng." Xinyi looked at Liang Shiheng, who was sitting by the bed cutting apples for Jing Shuang, hummed, walked over a few steps and handed his mobile phone to Liang Shiheng, "the boss wants to talk to you."

Liang Shiheng paused for a moment, then put the apple that was about to be cut in his hand on the plate on the bedside table, got up and answered the phone.

Xinyi immediately sat down, took the apple that was about to be cut, solved it in three or two times, and then cut it into small pieces, "baby, ah..."

Jing Shuang: "

Liang Shiheng: "

Xinyi, this despicable fellow.

Liang Shiheng bit his teeth and asked, "boss, what's up?"

Bo Qing didn't know what happened on the phone. He said faintly, "nothing. I'll just ask Dudu. Well, hang up."

Liang Shiheng: "

Xinyi, you little man.

Bo Qing hung up the phone and began to prepare breakfast... At this time, it should be brunch.

Just before they woke up, Xi Jinyan's people sent all the fresh ingredients by air.

Thin tilt looked at those fresh ingredients and "tut tut" twice.

You can't use such valuable ingredients every day. Where are the rest?

Bo Qing is only considering this issue now, and suddenly feels that Xi Jinyan is a bit wasteful.

Money can't be wasted like this. Food is not easy to come, and waste is not environmentally friendly.

Dudu is an expert in environmental protection, and she can't fall behind.

So

Soon, brunch was ready.

Xi Jinyan had finished washing and came down in his casual home clothes.

Bo Qing just washed his hands and sat down at the dining table.

Thinking of the question she had been thinking about just now, Bo Qing looked at Xi Jinyan for a while, silently cleared his throat and said, "Mr. Xi, I think you have so many ingredients left here every day that you can't use them up. Why don't I take them home."

Xi Jinyan was just about to pick up his knife and fork. When he heard Bo Qing's words, he paused slightly, and then said faintly, "what do you like, I'll let them send it."

"No." Bo Qing moved his chair towards Xi Jin Yan. "I don't want to waste it before I take it home."

Xi Jinyan greeted Bo's eyes and nodded, "yes."

Bo Qing smiled, reached for a berry and threw it into her mouth. The sweet feeling danced in her mouth.

Xi Jinyan also picked up his knife and fork, looked sideways at thin tilt, and suddenly asked, "when are you going to move here?"

"Cough..." Bo Qing was choked by the explosive pulp in his mouth and bent over to cough.

Xi Jinyan immediately came forward, gently patted thin inclined back and handed her a glass of water.

Bo Qing coughed for a while before getting better. He took the water cup handed over by Xi Jin Yan and drank up the book. His breathing was smooth.