Chapter 895

Xi Jinyan sat on the bed, quietly congealing and tilting, without opening his mouth.

Adhering to the principle that the enemy does not move and I do not move, Bo Qing does not speak. He stands firmly at the door and looks at Xi Jin Yan with a very uncomfortable look.

Their eyes seemed to render an atmosphere of gunsmoke in mid air.

Time tick

The two of them looked at each other until a cell phone rang.

Thin tilted and frowned. Then he took back his sight, looked at the mobile phone on the tea table, took a deep breath, took a few steps and picked up the mobile phone.

It's monsoon again.

Thin tilt reluctantly pursed his lips, connected the phone, and opened his mouth Wanyan, "what's the matter with you?"

In the evening of monsoon, the excited voice immediately came, "good sister, I..."

"I said, call me president." Bo Qing's voice was severe.

Not only that, the monsoon heard a faint smell of gunpowder in the thin voice, "well... Can I call you sister Qing? If you let me call you President, I'm afraid."

Thin tilt puzzled, "what are you afraid of?"

Monsoon said wrongfully, "I call you president. We are the relationship between superiors and subordinates. Won't I never catch up with you?"

Thin tilted his eyes and was speechless for a while.

The boy came for real.

"Monsoon, I..." Bo Qing almost refused the monsoon directly.

Thanks to her quick reaction, she quickly withdrew what had come to her mouth.

If she blows the monsoon now, it will certainly affect his finals in a few days, so all her efforts will be wasted.

Let's wait until he finishes the game.

Bo Qingxin sighed faintly, and the conversation turned, "it's getting late. I'm tired. You should have a rest early."

No matter what monsoon calls her, Bo Qing hangs up and turns off his mobile phone.

There's nothing serious about the monsoon anyway.

As soon as the mobile phone was put down, it was tight at the waist.

Bo leaned over, looked down at Xi Jin Yan's hand on his belly, snorted in his heart, turned and pushed him away.

Xi Jinyan stepped back and looked down at her, "angry?"

Thin tilt his hands around his chest, slightly raise his chin, don't turn your face and ignore him.

Get angry?

Do you need to ask?

Of course she was angry.

Xi Jinyan sighed almost helplessly, "Why are you angry?"

Thin tilt: "

Excuseme？

Why am I angry?

This man is really

"Don't ask me. You want to go yourself."

Xi Jinyan: "I don't know."

Bo Qing was almost angry. "You don't know? OK, you don't need to know. Whether I'm angry or not has nothing to do with you. I'll go to the guest room to sleep."

Then Bo Qing turns away with his mobile phone.

Xi Jin Yan Mo frowned and looked at Bo Qing's back. With an ape arm, he grabbed Bo Qing's wrist, "Qin Qing..."

Bo Qing chuckled and slowly turned around. Looking at Xi Jin Yan, he sneered, "Yo, you call me so close? Who am I? Call me Bo Qing."

Xi Jinyan looked at Bo Qingqi and felt helpless and funny.

However, he really likes such a thin tilt.

"Are you angry because... I went straight to bed?"

Bo Qing: "... Ah?"

What is sleeping directly?

Xi Jinyan made a slight effort and dragged Bo Qing into his arms. "I just feel, I just feel that I can't control the number of times every time. Sometimes you have to apply medicine afterwards. I feel very sorry."