Chapter 89

This time is also the rush hour after work, all kinds of vehicles are piled up in this narrow lane.

Bo Xiushen's mobile phone rang again. He looked at the caller ID, and instead of using the Bluetooth headset, he directly pressed the plug-in button.

Liang qiangeben was in a trance. Suddenly, he heard a childish voice and said, "Uncle Bo, it's me. I'm a translator!"

Liang qiange was surprised to see the mobile phone in conversation.

Liang qiange wanted to call out his son. Before he opened his mouth, he heard Bo Xiushen say, "well, I know. Is something wrong?"

Liang Xiaoyi said, "it's OK. My mother didn't come back today. Aunt Chunjin also left. I was at home alone. I want to ask Uncle Bo, are you back today?"

Bo Xiushen looked at Liang qiange beside his eyes and said, "come back, but there is a bit of traffic jam. I want to get home late."

Liang Xiaoyi's voice suddenly excited: "Uncle Bo came back and called me. I want to stay in Uncle Bo's house until my mother comes back. Er, if it will disturb uncle Bo, it's OK."

Bo Xiushen smile: "won't disturb."

Liang Xiaoyi was happy again. He was silent for a moment, but he refused to hang up.

Bo Xiushen guessed something and asked deliberately, "is there anything else?"

"I, I also want to play with Uncle Bo's computer. I'm also learning C language recently. I see a lot of information in Uncle Bo's computer Uncle Bo, don't worry, I will not lose your documents! I promise

Bo Xiushen said: "it doesn't matter. All the files are backed up. If you want to play, you can play." Said, he added: "you know the password of the front door of the house. Now it's OK to go directly."

"I'd better wait for uncle Bo to come back, and I won't go there myself," Liang said wryly

Bo Xiushen low smile: "the password is given to you, is to let you in and out at will."

Liang Xiaoyi couldn't help but be happy: "then I, then I really went!"

Bo Xiushen: "go."

When the phone hung up, Liang qiange looked at Bo Xiushen with a complicated face. She really didn't know that when she was away, Bo Xiushen and Xiaoyi got along like this.

She became silent for a moment.

Bo Xiushen is really too fond of the little translator.

Pet, not like a neighbor at all, should have the attitude towards the children of the neighbor.

After the first rush hour of traffic jam, the road behind became smooth.

Before arriving at the science and Technology Park, Liang qiange finally couldn't help asking Bo Xiushen, "has Mr. Bo always liked children?"

Bo Xiushen looked at the road ahead and said, "the scorer."

Liang qiange said, "I think Mr. Bo is very good at the translation. I thought you like children very much."

Bo Xiushen looked at her side and repeated, "I said, the scorer."

Liang qiange looked into his eyes: "why is Bo always so good to Xiaoyi?"

Bo Xiushen suddenly laughed, his eyes turned to the front, and his tone was meaningful: "what do you say?"

Liang qiange's heart suddenly began to jump.

It's like, that day when Bo Xiu sank in the kitchen and suddenly hugged her, let her press on his chest, and told her that she underestimated her charm, so fast.

When the car returned to the science and Technology Park, Bo Xiushen stopped and they got off together.

When Liang qiange walked forward, he was still thinking about what he had just said, so that he didn't pay attention to the buffer slope under his feet and almost tripped over.

Thin Xiushen held her arm with a quick hand. His thick fingers pressed on the soft and delicate skin in her joints. His palm was warm and dry. Just a circle grip could hold her whole arm.