Chapter 241： Bo Yingdi

Chapter 241

"Do you hate me coming to your home?"

Bo Siqing looked at the cloud painting and said faintly.

The cloud painted a throat and licked his lips without snoring.

Hate him to her house?

Yes, no.

She is not a real girl, she has no guilt about love, for others, love means romance, as long as there is a heart.

For her... the reality is bigger than everything!

She and Bo Siqing's family, a heaven and a ground, the age difference is also big...

Don't even think about it!

“What if I say hate?” The cloud painted his lips.

When he was ruthless, he was hurt: "It's really sad."

"How come I didn't hear anything sad?"

"What do you want me to do? Cry?" Bosi Qing blinked.

The cloud painting stared at him for a second and smiled. "Are you crying?"

"What should I do when I cry out? I am afraid to scare you!"

Cloud painting snorted: "I am not afraid to scare."

"Really?"

"..." The cloud painting turned and didn't want to take care of him.

But when she waited for her to turn back, she instantly opened her eyes!

Bo Siqing is still in the original position, just like leaning on the sofa, leaning his head, his eyes are red, and the eyes are covered with a layer of mist, the thin lips are tight, and the expression on his face is so resolute! Some kind of tears rolled down, but his expression did not change!

Cloud painting was really scared.

She is a little helpless...

"You... what's wrong with you?" Yun painting quickly took a paper towel and handed it to him. "Hey, are you okay?"

Bosiqing took a look at his nose and turned to look at her. "Would you like to change another expression? For example, the painful sorrow when the cellar hooligans?"

"..."

Cloud paintings are really suffocating.

She licked the paper towel in her hand and smashed it into him. "Are you sick? How can you not be an actor when you are so good! Oscar can owe you a little golden man!"

Bo Siqing caught the paper towel and smiled: "I am going to be an actor and someone else's way of life? I have to give people a meal, right?"

"..."

Cloud painting has been completely defeated!

......

"Small Secretary, will I give you some noodles?" Jiang Yanqing asked again.

Cloud paintings eat dumplings, and I feel very unhappy.

"Without the aunt, I am full, then a large bowl of fish soup." Bosi Qing smiled.

"Then how it works, the fish soup is soup, and it will be hungry later." Jiang Yanqing said, "I will eat some noodles again, yes, I will make the egg cake at noon, you will take it later, and you will be hungry at night." Snacks."

"Mom, that's my omelet!" The cloud painting is speechless. She likes to eat the egg cake made by her mother, Jiang Yanqing. It is very crisp and crisp, and there are too many sugars on the market.

Jiang Yanqing suddenly took a look at the cloud painting. "You usually eat less. I will do more next time. These two boxes will be taken to the small department first. He can't eat too much for a meal, hungry fast. ""

"Auntie, I will take a box and leave a box for painting." Bosi Qing smiled.

"Look at how small people are sensible."

Cloud painting: "..."

At this moment, she suddenly fully understood the feelings of Bossao!

After eating, Bosi Qing said directly when he looked at the time: "I went with Chu Yu first, and you and the paintings also took a rest early. Don't sleep too late at night, and still have to study early in the morning."

The cloud painting took a slap in the mouth and was speechless.

......

Chu Yu helped Bo Siqing to go back to the opposite house, the door closed, and Chu Hao quickly let go and straightened, and directly rushed to the thin division to respect the ceremony: "Boss!"

Bosi Qing sat down on the couch with a cane and looked at Chu Yu seriously.

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(End of this chapter)