Chapter 42

Liang qiange's heart smacks tongue, did not expect that Meng Kexun's strength is so strong, so heavy.

She went to the folding bed and sat down, passing the ice water in her hand: "cold compress is useful."

Zhang Gu Huai Leng for a moment, this just carefully raised his head, but did not answer: "thank you, no need."

Meng Kexun has an old grudge with himself. If Meng Kexun's assistant dares to accept her kindness, it will not be a matter of slapping her back. I'm afraid it's not necessary to whip the corpse.

Liang qiange took his hand back, touched the shell of the plastic bottle and said, "I want to have a rest. You are busy."

With that, she found a folding bed in the corner, half leaning on it.

Zhang Guhuai got up to leave. Liang qiange added: "there is a small refrigerator on the make-up car, and there is ice water in it. Or, there is a drugstore on the last two streets of the beach."

Zhang Guhuai didn't answer. He just hung his head and left in a hurry.

The first time he approached Zhang Guhuai, he failed.

With a little sigh, Liang qiange was not discouraged, so he folded the bed and really took advantage of the shooting gap to squint.

Liang qiange sleeps in a daze, and the sound of her mobile phone wakes her up.

She looked at the caller ID, it was Chunjin.

I guess I know about Mr. Zhang.

Liang qiange has been ready to explain, she answered the phone, tone is very attentive: "Jin ah."

There was a silence on the other end of the phone.

"Viola?" Liang qiange called again.

Spring Viola's voice came: "so sweet, what do you do, want me to wipe my ass?"

Liang qiange seems to have not heard from Chunjin yet? Suddenly changed: "it's OK."

Chunjin was dubious and said, "I'm going to fly to Beijing in the evening. I have a business to talk about. I'll let Ning Jiao go to your house. She'll pick her up these two days."

Liang qiange promised, "OK."

Chunjin asked again, "nothing really happened?"

"No Liang qiange never blinked when he lied.

Spring pansy hung up the phone, Liang qiange looked at the time, he had been sleeping for ten minutes, then got up and stretched out, took the water to go outside.

Science Park apartment building.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, the dim yellow corridor lights came on.

Thin and heavy clean shoes stepped on the heavy carpet, did not make a sound.

He didn't plan to go back to the science park when he left from the deep sea shooting area tonight. First, he had a long way to go. Second, he had to go back to the company for a meeting tomorrow.

However, the car was on the way. Ah Jie called suddenly and said that the project was progressing. He was worried about the progress of the project, so he temporarily changed the road and went back to this side.

After a while, Ajie will take the information up, thin Xiushen pressed the slightly tired eyebrow center, and strides around the corner.

However, as soon as I raised my eyes, I saw a bright yellow light pouring out of the door opposite my home in the corridor.

Bo Xiushen looks at his watch. It's more than ten o'clock. Liang qiange is in the shooting area. She should only have her agent and translator at home?

But why is the door open?

Bo Xiushen walked past. As soon as he arrived at the door of Liang's house, he saw a short boy running out. When he saw the man at the door, his eyes were obviously disappointed.

"When I heard the elevator, I thought it was the godmother. Uncle Bo, are you off work?"

Bo Xiushen frowned and glanced at the room. He didn't see anyone else: "only you at home?"

Liang Xiaoyi nodded obediently: "mother went to work, and aunt Chunjin went to catch the plane first at night. She called Ganma to come over, but before Ganma arrived, I opened the door. I was afraid that I would fall asleep for a while and I could not hear Ganma knocking on the door."

Bo Xiu's face sank: "do you dare to open the door when you are at home alone? Are you so bold? "

Liang Xiaoyi was suddenly assailed. He was a little afraid, and he didn't dare to say anything.

Thin Xiushen look at the child's eye fundus has obvious dark circles, expression and a few minutes.

These days in Liang qiange there to rub rice, he also know the work and rest of the child, the little guy in the daytime to kindergarten, at the latest 9:30 to sleep.

It's almost half past ten now.

Turning to open his door, he asked, "did you eat it?"

Liang Xiaoyi nodded honestly: "eat, spring Viola called takeout."

Bo Xiushen was not very satisfied, but he didn't say anything after all. He asked, "when will your godmother come?"

Liang Xiaoyi shook his head. He held up his watch and said, "I called Ganma, but she didn't answer."

"Give me the number."

Bo Xiushen calls Ning Jiao, but no one answers when he rings to hang up automatically. He even calls three links, and no one responds.

Bo Xiushen's black face is getting heavier and heavier. Liang Xiaoyi stands behind his shoe cabinet cautiously. The more he looks at Uncle Bo, the more frightening he feels.

Bo Xiu Shen raised his eyes and saw the shivering little guy in the room. He sighed and reached out to him: "come here."

Liang Xiaoyi hesitated for a moment. After a long time, he took his uncle Bo's hand carefully.Bo Xiushen bent down and picked him up.

Liang Xiaoyi was surprised to find that uncle Bo just held him and let him sit on his hard arm. He was relieved. He turned his head and put his little arm around uncle Bo's neck and looked at him with clear eyes.

Thin repair heavy little guy's nose tip, voice as soft as possible: "to uncle's house to wait, sleepy on this side of the sleep, uncle to help you watch when your mother will come."

Liang Xiaoyi was very grateful and nodded happily.

But also very sensible asked: "will disturb uncle Bo?"

"No

When ah Jie came, he saw that the door of his eldest son's house was open. Not only was the door open, but also the door of the opposite room.

Ah Jie didn't peek at other people's house, but walked straight into his boss's house and said, "boss, I'll pass by..."

Before he finished speaking, he met the cold sight of his eldest brother.

"Shh."

Ah Jie saw that on the gray sofa in the living room, a white boy was sleeping quietly with a big pillow and a blanket on his body.

Ah Jie immediately lowered his voice: "boss, is this?"

Thin Xiushen waved his hand, wrapped the little boy tightly with a blanket, then bent down and gently lifted him up.

With the news, Liang Xiaoyi opened his eyes vaguely.

Bo Xiushen kisses his forehead and whispers, "sleep."

Liang Xiaoyi recognized that this was Uncle Bo, but he felt that uncle Bo was very much like his mother's, so he put his heart down, closed his eyes at ease, and put his small face on Uncle Bo's broad chest.

Thin Xiushen gently carried the child into the bedroom, put it on the big soft bed, and covered him with quilts.

Close the door carefully when you come out.

Ah Jie died of curiosity: "boss, isn't this child next door? How do you sleep here

"There are no adults at home." Bo Xiushen said casually, and then asked, "data."

Ah Jie opened his notebook, sat on the carpet and explained the progress of research and development to his boss with the files in his computer.

By the time they finished their business, it was almost two o'clock.

Bo Xiushen drank some wine tonight and was tired, so he asked Ajie to go back to rest.

As soon as Ajie left, Bo Xiushen stood in the corridor and called Ning Jiao again, but no one answered.

He shook his hand and closed the door of Liang's family. He turned around and closed his own. He went to the bathroom to take a bath. After drying his hair, he went to bed.