Chapter 841： Is power, not pressure

Chapter 841 is power, not pressure

The thought of cloud painting was pulled back.

She looked at Bo Siqing seriously, Shen Sheng said, "I also have some memories of the things mentioned by the four uncles..."

Saying, she said everything she remembered with the thin Qinghe.

Bo Siqing took a deep breath and looked at her with a clenched fist. "Don't worry about painting, what you worry about will not happen again!"

The cloud painting gently nodded and smiled.

If she didn't have a thin board, she couldn't do anything because she thought of something, because she couldn't do anything, and she was light.

But Bo Siqing is not the same.

His identity, his family, and his own personal abilities have already decided everything!

Yunhua couldn't help but reach out and hold the waist of Bo Siqing and put his face on his chest. "Bo Siqing, I transferred the pressure and responsibility to you, will you feel too tired?"

"No." Bosi Qing shook his head. "These pressures and responsibilities, I am willing to bear for you. Not to mention, not just for you. I have a responsibility to protect this land. What you offer can make me more Protect this land safer and safer... this is a boost, not a pressure!"

"Thank you." The cloud painting held him tighter.

When the cloud painting woke up, the sky was already a bit dark.

From the room of Bo Siqing, going downstairs, I didn’t see the grandson and the grandson.

"Miss is down? Hungry, wait a minute, I will call the father and the second." An aunt said with a smile.

Cloud painting quickly nodded: "I am bothering you."

"You're welcome, the old man said, they are all from their own family. Miss, you call me Cui Wei." Cui Wei smiled again and again.

The face of the cloud painting is slightly red.

Not long after, Cui Wei came over, and looked helplessly with the cloud painting: "The old man and the second less fighting, the old and the young have been down for a long time, the old man lost, not convinced, this time No, I have to continue..."

The corner of the cloud painting was pumped.

"Miss, you are going to call, this is all over the meal. The father usually eats regularly. His stomach is not very good. Just now you fell asleep, thinly said that the father would eat first, the father refused, not to say no Hungry... In fact, I just want to wait for you." Cui Wei whispered.

I am embarrassed by the look of the cloud. "I have been sleeping for too long. Ah Qing is also true. He should wake me up soon."

Cui Wei laughed. "Two less wants to let you sleep more. Rest assured, I will wake you up next time."

Capitalized 囧.

Cloud painting went upstairs and went to the study room of the father.

The door is not closed. She hasn’t pushed the door yet. She has already heard that the father is playing: “No, I am not going to come here, come back!”

"Grandpa, you have been ruined for the third time, where are you going to fall?" Bo Siqing's voice was quite helpless.

"Not all because of you!" The thin old man said, "Why, young bullying my old man? When you were a grandfather, when I was young, how could you be such a hairy boy..."

"Yes, yes, you are amazing." Bo Siqing was very insincerely attached.

"Oh, now the wings are hard, I tell you, you are still very tender!" Father looked proud of his face.

Cloud painting couldn't help but laugh. She coughed and knocked on the door. Then she pushed the door in. "Grandpa, Aqing, you are still playing, don't call me. I am hungry!"

(End of this chapter)