Chapter 902

The next morning, when Liang qiange got up, he found that his side was warm and thin Xiushen had not left.

She was stunned for a moment, subconsciously went to see the time, has been nine o'clock, usually this time, Bo Xiushen has gone to the company.

Today is Wednesday, and it's not a day off.

Liang qiange did not know the specific work schedule of Bo Xiushen, but it was a rare day when he was at home. After thinking about it, she decided to make him a breakfast herself.

With that in mind, she lifted the quilt.

However, just moved, the arm was grabbed, the next moment, the whole person fell back, was pressed into a slightly hard warm embrace.

"To where?" A man's hoarse voice rings in his ears.

Liang qiange laughed and turned to look at each other.

Thin Xiushen had opened his eyes at this time, and his lazy eyes drooped slightly, and his eyebrows were a little tired.

"Don't go to the company today?" Liang qiange touched his face and asked.

"Yes." The man responded casually, leaned slightly, his angular face buried in the woman's neck socket, and rubbed her sensitive skin with the tip of his nose.

Liang qiange felt itchy and stepped back a little, but the man didn't let her go and pulled her back again.

Liang qiange couldn't laugh or cry: "let me get up, I'll see An'an."

Thin Xiu Shen took a bite of her jaw and gave her a hot peck: "I'm out."

"Well?" Liang qiange resisted the man's entanglement and looked at it. Sure enough, he saw that the crib beside the bed was empty.

It should be Aunt Mei who took Ann out for a walk.

"Aren't you hungry?" Liang qiange said helplessly that she was hungry and wanted to have breakfast.

As a result, as soon as the words fell, her wrist was suddenly pressed on the pillow. The man turned over and pressed in front of her. The hot breath enveloped her. His eyebrows were smiling and his tone was light and warm: "hungry."

Finish saying, thin lips contain a woman's labial flap, lift her mandible, and her breath intertwined.

Early in the morning, the room was in full swing. Liang qiange also cooperated at the beginning, but the later, the more he began to resist.

Liang qiange thinks that if she doesn't stop, Aunt Mei should come back soon!

Liang qiange was lying on the bed and was still.

However, she was not satisfied. She fell on her neck and shoulder blade with a warm kiss, which made Liang qiange have no place to hide.

"You're about a little bit, thin and heavy!" Liang qiange yelled.

The man laughs, the forehead tip against her shoulder socket, the tone is low: "OK, I hold you to wash."

Then he moved his hand to her waist.

Can Liang qiange believe him?

She immediately rolled aside, avoided the man's touch, wrapped in a blanket, and rolled out of bed.

It's on the ground. It's soft.

The man on the bed immediately pulled her.

Liang qiange rushed to him to stop the action, himself holding the edge of the bed to barely get up: "no you, I'll come by myself."

Thin Xiushen will not move, only side with his hand to support the forehead, funny looking at her.

Liang qiange glared at him and dragged a long blanket into the bathroom.

The door slammed shut with a bang.

Bo Xiushen's smile in his eyes did not decrease, and he was still a little satisfied. He turned over and lay down on the bed, reaching for the mobile phone on the bedside table.

While reading the information of subordinates, a woman's voice came from the bathroom: "are you not going to the company all day today, or will you go again in the afternoon?"

Across the bathroom door, the voice inside spread out a little weak, thin repair sink casually back: "one day do not go."

"Click", the bathroom door opened, and a small head poked out: "don't you say Bo Xiu also went abroad for rehabilitation. Recently, you are the only one in the company? Can I not go? "

Bo Xiushen looked up at her. Although the door blocked most of her, her bare shoulders and arms were still exposed: "nothing important. Several projects are in the end. The people below will see to it."

A good leader is not a person in charge of everything, but is good at making use of it. Different work is handed over to different managers, so that his own pressure can be shared.

Liang qiange nodded: "that's just right. I'll cook myself at noon today, and you'll go shopping with me later."

The man picked his eyebrows.

Liang qiange looked at him: "no?"

Bo Xiushen sighed No

I just don't want to.

If you don't want to.

Liang qiange chuckles and closes the bathroom door. Soon the sound of water comes from inside.

By the time they finished washing, it was almost half past ten.

Aunt Mei has already brought Ann back.

Aunt Mei usually goes to buy vegetables at 11 o'clock. At this time, Liang qiange usually wakes up and can take care of An'an. But today, Liang qiange suggested that she go shopping.

Of course, Aunt Mei doesn't mind. She just takes An'an at home. Anyway, with Mr. Bo there, miss qiange won't be unable to hold it.The supermarket in the community is relatively small, and there are not many things in the fresh area. Liang qiange and Bo Xiushen, wearing masks, strolled around and found that there was no food they wanted to cook. Liang qiange suggested going to a larger supermarket nearby.

You have to drive to the supermarket outside.

There are a lot of things in the supermarket, but there are also a lot of people. Usually, Liang qiange doesn't like to drill into places with a lot of people. After all, she is a public figure.

Walking along the fresh area, Liang qiange's mobile phone suddenly rings.

She took out her cell phone and said, "hello."

The one over the phone is Chunjin, asking her if she has thought about what to do after that.

Liang qiange asked her if she had any judges. Chunjin really said a few things, but they were all about music. Liang qiange is not a singer. It is too cross-border to ask her to evaluate the contestants of music programs, which may cause discomfort to some audiences.

Spring pansy with her analysis of pros and cons, Liang qiange stopped for a moment, and covered his mobile phone, looked up at the side of the pushcart thin repair sink: "what do you think?"

Bo Xiushen looked at her: "music is OK."

Liang qiange was a little tangled: "but the judges still have to comment on the players at the end of the day. I can't say those professional terms."

In fact, there are also actors who act as music judges, but some people have made records once, and they have sung the theme song of their own TV series.

Liang qiange didn't sing it. The only time she sang in public was with sun Xinran and ruan'an a long time ago. But that time was a bit of a ticket game, and it was not a serious singing.

"Forget it." Liang qiange said, put the mobile phone to the ear, with Chunjin said: "music class will not go, you see if there is anything else, if nothing, then have a look."

After hanging up the phone, Liang qiange continued to pick vegetables. As a result, Bo Xiushen's phone rang again.

Liang qiange inadvertently glanced, just saw the caller ID.

The name on the caller ID is Sheng Yuanzheng.

Liang qiange:

She didn't know that Bo Xiushen and Master Sheng had a private connection?