Liang qiange's brain was empty when he heard the three words of Bo Xiushen.

She didn't expect that Bo Xiushen would also come to the party today. They didn't talk on the phone half an hour ago. Isn't Bo Xiushen going to take a translator to have a steak?

Next to Mrs. Cai, there is no time to manage Liang qiange at this time. She hurried back to her own small circle, chatting with the people in the circle and talking about something quickly.

When the crowd gradually dispersed, the distance slowly opened up a road, Liang qiange finally saw the situation inside.

Then, her eyes almost fell out of her eyes.

In the crowd, an old man was sitting in a wheelchair. Behind the wheelchair, Bo Xiushen was pushing. Bo Xiushen lowered his head from time to time and said something to the old man. The old man did not seem to care about Bo Xiushen's words. His eyes were only attached to the little boy in his arms.

Yes, the old man is holding a little boy in his arms. The little boy is wearing a white plaid shirt on his upper body and a pair of brown trousers on his lower body. He is white and innocent. His two short hands are embracing his arm. He holds his arm in his arms. He hammers it with his hand. While hammering, he asks: "grandfather, is your arm still numb ?”

The old man said with a smile: "Oh, it's still a little numb, baby, knock again for grandfather?"

The little boy nodded obediently and continued to massage his heavy arm.

Liang qiange:

If it wasn't for the white plaid shirt and brown trousers that she had changed for her son this morning, even if she had given her ten pairs of eyes, Liang qiange would not have recognized that the little boy who was held in his arms by the old man would be her little translator!

What's wrong with Bo Xiushen? How to bring the translator to such a place? And who is that old man? Why is he so affectionate to his little translator!

Liang qiange carried the skirt and tried to let himself go to the front. Among the crowd, there were many people who wanted to go forward. These people were men and women. People came and went, and they were jostling each other. Liang qiange was trampled on when he didn't pay attention.

She thought it was an accident. She didn't care, but she was trampled on the second foot, the third foot.

When she was in pain, she raised her head and saw that lady CAI was right next to her. When she saw her, she felt guilty and did not open her eyes. Liang qiange's face was cold at that time.

Is this a hamster? So strong?

Just thinking, her back waist was suddenly held by people, she looked up and saw that she did not know when, to Jinnan to her back.

"What's the matter? You're not afraid to fall?" To Jinnan low reprimand her, pull her out of the crowd.

Liang qiange is anxious to see what's going on in front of him. His face doesn't have to be burnt.

Seeing this to the south of Shanxi, he asked coldly, "are you also interested in thin Xiushen?"

She is interested in Bo Xiu sinking, she is interested in her son!

Liang qiange pushed his hand to Jinnan and tried to squeeze in again.

But Xiang Jinnan grabbed her wrist. He made a strong effort and pinched her hands red. The tone was dangerous: "tonight, you are my girl companion. Make sure your identity is clear!"

Liang qiange looked back at him and probably realized that she was still working. She took a deep breath and said, "let me go first."

Xiang Jinnan didn't let go, just looked at her quietly.

Liang qiange was also a little unhappy, struggling: "to Jinnan, I hurt."

Xiang Jinnan just let go of her, fingered his belly and rubbed her wrist. Suddenly he said with a smile, "next time, I'll be light?"

Liang qiange: