Chapter 353

The next morning, Liang qiange was awakened by the sound of conversation in the living room.

She opened her eyes vaguely and felt that the bed beside her was empty. She sat up from the bed and reached for the clothes on the chair beside the bed. After putting on the clothes in the quilt, she opened the door and walked out of the room with her slippers.

In the living room, Liang Xiaoyi was having breakfast. When she came out, he called out, "Mom."

Liang qiange went to touch his son's hair and looked into the kitchen. He was surprised to find that it was not Xiaobao who made breakfast in the kitchen, but thin Xiushen!

Bo Xiushen then took the hot milk out of the microwave oven. When she turned around and walked out, she saw that Liang qiange had already got up. When she passed by, she gently took her waist and gave her a kiss on her lips. She whispered, "good morning."

After that, he leaned over and put the cup of hot milk in front of Liang Xiaoyi.

Liang Xiaoyi looked at the interaction between uncle Bo and his mother. The bread in his mouth could not be swallowed for a moment.

Although she has accepted that her mother and uncle Bo are in love, and they know that they will sleep in the same bed, they are still square in the face of such public intimacy in the early morning.

Liang qiange noticed his son's eyes, touched his lips awkwardly and complained about thin Xiushen: "what are you doing?"

Bo Xiushen didn't care. He only said to Liang Xiaoyi, "eat quickly. After eating, I'll send you to kindergarten."

Liang Xiaoyi stares at Uncle Bo for a while, and then his mother for a while. Finally, he buries his head in silence and continues to nibble bread.

Xiao Bao didn't come over this morning, so he was on holiday unilaterally.

After breakfast, Bo Xiushen said to Liang qiange and sent the child to school.

When Liang qiange finished breakfast, took a bath, and changed his clothes, Bo Xiushen came back again. Today, Saturday, Liang qiange was going to record my vacation, and Bo Xiushen drove her.

On the road, Liang qiange has been sending a wechat message with Chunjin, and has not found anything wrong. However, when the car has been driven to Dayang square and Bo Xiushen does not intend to stop, Liang qiange finally finds out the problem. She asks, "where are you going to take me?"

Bo Xiushen said, "record the scene."

Liang qiange was shocked: "why did you send me to the recording site? Just take me to the staff's car. It's always like this. "

Bo Xiushen didn't speak, just kept going.

Liang qiange looked at him, suddenly filled with an ominous premonition in his heart. She trembled and asked, "what do you want to do?"

Bo Xiuchen didn't want to do anything. He really just sent Liang qiange to work.

At eleven o'clock, outside the studio of Kuangshan village, Wenmao, Qizheng, Tang Xueer, Cheng Tiantian, sun Xinran and yangbao, Junzi and chopsticks have arrived. A large group of people are chatting and joking that Liang qiange is the latest one to come today. All the guests have come, but she Juran has not come.

As they were talking, they heard the sound of cars outside the yard.

Wen Mao turned his head and saw that there was no sign of the program group on the luxury car driving over. He had some doubts: "is it a thousand songs?"

Yangbao, Junzi and chopsticks immediately jumped up, stretched their necks and asked, "where, where, is qiange coming?"

The black private car without the logo of the program group stopped on the road outside the courtyard. Then, the door of the co driver's seat was opened. Liang qiange, wearing a light blue T-shirt and a pair of tight jeans, came out with a small bag on his back.

Yangbao, Junzi and chopsticks all of a sudden exclaimed: "Liang! Thousand! Song

When Liang qiange heard the sound, she looked up and saw three familiar people. She was stunned. She didn't expect the guests to arrive so early today.

After yangbao, Junzi and chopsticks finished shouting, they all rushed to the outside of the yard to meet Liang qiange. However, in the middle of the race, they suddenly saw the driver's door of the black private car opened. Then, a young man with excellent facial features, cool temperament and noble and arrogant all over his body came out.

Three people's steps suddenly a brake, one hit one, can stop in the middle of the road.

There are few actresses in the entertainment industry who don't recognize Bo Xiushen. It's a coincidence that Yang Bao, Jun Zi and chopsticks all recognize Bo Xiushen, and they also know how unattainable he is.

Bo Xiushen stepped out of the driver's seat under the eyes of others who were stunned. Liang qiangesheng walked out of the driver's seat. He walked around the back of the car, opened the trunk, took out the trunk belonging to Liang qiange, then pulled the pull rod and pushed it to Liang qiange.

Liang qiange took the suitcase with a stiff face. She had been thinking about how to explain it for a while. The car of the staff on the way broke down and ran into Mr. Bo. Mr. Bo was kind-hearted. In addition, they had met several times before, so she gave her a ride.

Liang qiange was thinking about whether the credibility of this statement was high enough, but Bo Xiushen suddenly leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.

For a moment, there were countless air exhausts around her. Liang qiange's hair almost exploded. She was shocked to see thin Xiushen.Bo Xiushen had already backed away. He didn't look at anyone. He walked steadily back out of the driver's seat. But before he got on the bus, he remembered when he was like. Suddenly he looked at Liang qiange and said, "I'll pick you up tomorrow night."

Finish saying, get on the car, start the car, turn around to leave.

Liang qiange:

Others:

When the thin and heavy car disappeared completely, Liang qiange was like a thaw. He pushed his suitcase with a stiff face and walked slowly to yangbao, Junzi and chopsticks. He explained dryly: "what In some countries, kissing the forehead is a ritual, you know? "

Yangbao, junzi, chopsticks and chopsticks:

In the courtyard, Qi Zheng, Tang Xueer, sun Xinran and Cheng Tiantian in the pavilion all covered their faces and didn't want to say anything.

And Wen Mao said, "it's just Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

As the only honest man in our holiday group who doesn't know about the relationship between Liang qiange and Bo Xiushen, Wen Mao has suffered no less than Yang Bao and Jun Zi.

Qi Zheng sighed at this time, got up, walked past Wen Mao, went to the director group, and told them, "just now, don't let it out."

The chief director laughed and showed off his foresight: "at the first moment when Mr. Bo got off the car, I asked people to turn off all the cameras outside the hospital. Don't worry, nothing has been photographed."

Qi was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help patting the director's shoulder. He said in admiration: "sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy, or you have rich combat experience."