Chapter 711： Your home painting, I cover it

Chapter 711, your painting, I cover

At the evening, Bossao wore a pair of Nike short-sleeved shorts, sneakers and carrying a travel bag.

The cloud painting heard the doorbell ringing, and when I opened the door, I saw the thin door Yao at the door.

“Drawing!” Bossao suddenly hugged the cloud painting, a very warm hug.

“Yao Yao?” The cloud painting was shocked and quickly said, “Why don’t you call? I am still thinking about when you will arrive.”

“Hey.” Bossao loosened her and looked up and down the cloud painting. She quickly said, “Wow, you have grown a lot better! Come to Bibi, we seem to be almost high!”

The cloud painting looked at it roughly and blinked: "I am long, you are not long."

Bossao was speechless in an instant, and gritted his teeth: "Without such a bully, blind!"

"..." The face of the cloud painting was red and red, and she quickly reached out to lick the mouth of Yan Shiyao.

Bosi Yao smiled and said: "Hey, why don't you say it, I know that Bo Siqing is not well-intentioned. You are younger than me, let me ask you to be a sister, hehe, really!"

Yunzhu quickly squatted on Bo Si Yao, "Yao Yao, don't talk."

"I didn't talk about it." Bossiao rushed to the cloud and smiled. "You don't know the kind of person, he said to Grandpa! I am so strange, Grandpa didn't interrupt him." Legs!"

"..." Cloud painting has nothing to say.

"Bossao, come in." The voice of Bo Siqing came from inside the house.

When he walked in, he said, "Bo Siqing, I told you to provoke me less. In the future, you have to cover this picture, you have to cover it, hehe."

Said, Bossao looked around again, "A Yan Ge? Isn't that he is here too? 哎 Painting, A Yan Ge really ran to give you a teacher, so happy. A Yan Ge There are more things."

"Yeah." Cloud painted nodded. "How about the college entrance examination?"

Bosi Yao squinted. "God is not a problem in medical school."

Yun painting also wants to study medicine, and is interested in the topic of studying medicine. She also asked: "Yao Yao, how do you have to learn medicine? It seems to be very hard to study medicine."

Bosi Yao was silent for a moment, and then he laughed again after a while: "Because Jing Xiu, you don't know?"

"There is no need to learn medicine." Cloud painting whispered, "Are you interested in medicine?"

Bosi Yao leaned on the sofa and didn't say anything.

The cloud painting looked at Bo Siqing: "Is it still time to change the volunteers?"

Bo Siqing did not speak, but looked at Bo Siyao: "See what she is willing to learn."

Cloud painting also quickly said: "Yes, Yaoyao, I think it is still your interest. Studying medicine is very tired and bitter. If you are not interested, you will be more tired to learn, and you see, study medicine, clinical I can't get around with the anatomy... Do you like it?"

Bo Si Yao licked his lips, "I can."

She looked up at the cloud painting. "As long as I am determined to learn something, I will not write it."

This stubborn and confident, really the same as Bo Siqing.

"With her." Bosi Qing said faintly.

Cloud painting looked at Bo Siyao again.

Bosi Yao immediately hugged the arm of the cloud painting: "Reassured, if you can't learn, you can change your major. Let's talk again."

"Okay." Cloud painted nodded. "Come here, ready to play for a few days?"

Bosi Yao blinked, couldn't help but sneak a peek at Bo Siqing, and then looked at the cloud again: "Actually... I will leave tomorrow..."

Cloud painting.

Going tomorrow?

what happened.

Cloud painting looked at Wu Shiyao inexplicably, and the eyes of Bo Siqing directly smashed.

He whispered directly: "Bo Si Yao, do not be willful."

"I am not willful." Bossao smiled brightly. "I will come to you first, it is not self-willed."

The face of Bo Siqing has already darkened.

Cloud painting still doesn't understand what his brothers and sisters are playing.

"You alone, is Tibetan area a fun place?" Bo Siqing's face is ugly.

Bossao holds the arm of the cloud painting and leans on her shoulder to punch the thin secretary. "So I am not here to find you. You can find someone to take me to you."

Cloud painting can be understood.

Bosi Yao excuses to come here, in fact, her real destination is Tibetan.

If she remembers correctly, the last time Shi Siqing said, Jing Xiu followed his mentor into Tibet.

So, this is to go to Jing Xiu?

Bo Siqing stared at Bossao, and the atmosphere was quite deadlocked.

The cloud painting hesitated and whispered, "Would you like to talk about it alone?"

"Don't." Bossao holding the arm of the cloud painting did not leave her. "Thin two, promised not to agree on a sentence. If you don't agree, I will go there myself, and nothing."

The face of Bo Siqing is very unsightly.

After a while, he said coldly: "I will arrange for you to take you. You must listen to him along the way. I will tell him that if you are obedient, he can tie you back directly."

"Oh." Bossao immediately smiled. "I just want to go, of course I will be obedient. Thank you brother."

This is called the second brother.

Bo Siqing is too lazy to care for her.

Bosi Yao still holds the arm of the cloud painting, and whispers in the cloud painting: "The second person is a little better, that is, he will respect your opinion. As long as you think clearly, he will not block it. So draw If you like someone else one day, you can tell him directly..."

"Cough and cough..." The cloud painting was almost not picked up.

"Bo Si Yao!" Bo Siqing's face was instantly black as the bottom of the pot.

"Well, well, I won't say it." Bossao snickered. "You remember it anyway. He likes to have something to say in person, as long as you don't carry him on the sneaky..."

"Roll." Bo Siqing's face is not ugly.

Bossao is still screaming at his most grimace. "Yes, Ah Yan, why have you gone, haven't you come back yet?"

Cloud painting coughed. "He accompanied my mother to buy food, and should come back soon."

"With the aunt to buy food?" Bo Siyao squinted, but soon nodded again, "Well, it sounds like he will do."

Said, Bossao looked at Bo Siqing again: "Thin two, where do you live at night, I am tired, I want to sleep... Oh, no, this thing should be asked... Painting, right, this is Your home, of course, you have to ask. Where did you sleep at night?"

Cloud painting really has no way to take it. "He sometimes lives in the villa, sometimes in the opposite apartment. There is a room in my house, but it is too narrow. If you are sleepy, don't sleep in my house first. ?"

"No need to use it." Bossao stood up and stood up. "Where is the room, I go to sleep, rest assured, I don't pick, I can sleep anywhere."

The rooms were cleaned in the morning and the beds were the cleanest.

Cloud painting took Bossao to the room. "The house is not big, there is only a public bath. You have to take a bath or go to the bathroom. You can only go there... or will you still send you to the villa..."

"It's okay." Bossao waved his hand in disapproval, and turned his head and squinted at the cloud. "It's all family, I don't say thank you."

Of course, the cloud paintings understand the subtext of Bossao, and it is extremely helpless.

"Don't be shy." Bossao reached out and put it on the shoulder of the cloud painting. "In our family, Bo Siqing has always been a freak. He can like someone... it is a miracle!"

Big summer, hot, sweaty.

Bossao went to take a shower and actually went to sleep.

When Yunhui returned to the living room, Bo Siqing was on the phone. "Yes, safety first, I am sending you the location of the medical team in Tibet... Well, good, I will leave early tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Bo Siqing looked at her again: "Sleep?"

Cloud painting nodded: "It is estimated that it is too tired. Just finished the college entrance examination, and catching the plane and coming by car, it is really tired along the way."

Bosi Qing slammed, not much to say.

The cloud painting whispered again: "Is the person who brought her into Tibet found it?"

"Yeah." Bo Siqin nodded. "There is a special position there, plus geographical reasons. The altitude is too high. I am afraid that her body can't stand it. I don't know where to go to the Tibetan medical team. It is still connecting people. She It’s really self-willed to insist on going."

Yunxiao smiled: "No, I think Yaoyao is very assertive. She wants to do something that she must do. In fact, it is quite good. She does not leave regrets for herself. It is like chasing Jingxiu. She likes it. Go chasing, no matter what the final result, at least she will not regret it."

Bo Siqing looked at her helplessly. "She just wants to hit her head and break her blood."

Cloud painting thought for a moment: "In fact, it is normal. People are like this. Do you have to arrange two people to follow her? Safety is the most important. If the high is really too serious, you can't delay treatment."

"I know." Bosi sighed. "She is here, I am going to let me clean up her mess. Well, don't tell her."

Bo Siqing looked at the cloud painting: "Song and Tang should have arrived."

Cloud painting raised an eyebrow, "Who?"

"They are lovers. They used to be responsible for the company's missions in foreign countries. Later, there were problems in the mission. They all retired and changed a lot of work... At present, both of them are at home, and I let them come over. Their experience in dealing with emergencies is quite rich, and the other is that they are really good." Bosi Qing smiled. "Let them follow you, I am also assured."

"But... will it be too boring to follow me..."

"Change a job." Bosi Qing whispered, "They are also happy."

Cloud painting looks at Bo Siqing: "I don't think they are happy, but... you open your mouth, they won't refuse at all."

Bosi Qing smiled, it is the default.

At dinner, the cloud painting called Xiao Si Yao, but pushed the door open, and Bo Si Yao still slept very well.

She thought about it, still didn't call her.

After all, Bossao will go to the Tibetan area tomorrow, and the altitude sickness will make her feel that she can't sleep well, and it will be fine to sleep at this time.

Thank you all the blessings of the little fairies~~

No need to reward, cough, rewarded the lake brother has to add more, and one year old, can not help. . . . . .

Thank you, Mu Meng~

May everyone be happy!

(End of this chapter)