Bo Qingxin was flustered, and the depression at the bottom of his heart didn't know how to release it.

She hugged Dudu tightly. "Yes, everyone hates being cheated."

Dudu gently patted thin leaning back. Grandma's voice had the power to heal people's hearts, "Mommy, but I know you have difficulties, so you will be forgiven."

Thin tilt gently released Dudu and looked at Dudu's big eyes. His dark heart was illuminated by the bright light in Dudu's big eyes, "really?"

Dudu nodded and his voice was full of affirmation, "really, Mommy, if you love you, you will know that you have difficulties. If that person doesn't love you, you don't have to be so sad, just like I love you, so Mommy, even if you deceive me, Dudu will forgive you, because I know mommy doesn't want me to be hurt."

The chill in Bo Qing's heart was dispelled little by little by Dudu's words, and a warm current gurgled through.

She is sure that Xi Jinyan loves her, so, as Dudu said, Xi Jinyan must forgive her.

But she not only lied to Xi Jinyan, but also lied to Dudu.

Although doodle said that, Bo Qing could not help but be afraid that doodle would blame her and blame her when he knew that her male god father was her biological father.

Thin tilt hugged doodle tightly in her arms again. The feeling of being filled in her arms made her feel a lot more secure.

……

The next day.

Before dawn, Bo Qing's mobile phone vibrated. It was both phone and wechat, which immediately dispersed her sleepiness.

She sat up, turned on the wall lamp and leaned to reach the mobile phone on the bedside table.

Knock knock knock

A rapid knock on the door sounded at this time.

Bo Qing took his cell phone and looked up at the door. He saw Jing Shuang come in, wearing pajamas and running barefoot to her bed. "Boss, you didn't sleep. Please have a look."

Jing bilaterally said, handing his mobile phone to Bo Qing.

Bo Qing immediately took over, lowered his head and looked down on Jingshuang's mobile phone screen.

On the screen, the message box scrolls quickly.

Eight groups of small fish in the rabbit area: [what's the aesthetics of Bo Qing? Guan Jiahan is not as good as me. It's better to rape me than to rape her.]

Youxun Chaochao: [when the calf is finished, the monsoon will certainly be involved. I'm a kite now. It doesn't matter if that scum goes in. Don't delay the development of my monsoon.]

Bo Qing knows what's going on when he sees here.

Lu Manzhen put her and Guan Jiahan on the Internet.

But

"What is a kite?"

Jing Shuang: "

Excuseme?

"Boss, when is this time? Why do you care about those who have not?"

Bo Qing asked again, "are monsoon fans called kites? Are you sure? What name do you want?"

"..." Jing Shuang shrugged and shook his head. "It's not me. It's the fans themselves. They said that the monsoon should take them and force them to fly. They also said that the monsoon can blow hard and the kite will always follow."

Thin pour nodded.

Her cell phone is still shaking.

Bo Qing took his mobile phone, directly turned off the wechat notice and sent a short message to Baijian. [my wechat blew up. If you have something to do, send me a short message or call my private phone.]

Jing Shuang didn't make complaints about the thin text messages, but she could see that she could not help but tucked up the slot. "Boss, you changed!"

The boss doesn't even want to control his reputation now, does he?