Chapter 1220： She is my life

Chapter 1220, she is my life.

"No, no." Cloud painting muttered and opened the door to get off, she should not be a sticky person!

Bosi Qing also got off the bus, helped her to take the book down, and accompanied her to the school gate. Then she handed the book to her. "Is it good to eat pork ribs at noon? What kind of fruit do you want to eat? Cherry ?"

"Okay, you can." Yun draws a sigh and looks up at Bo Siqing. "I can eat at the school restaurant. It is too much trouble to send..."

"As long as it is related to you, even if it is trouble, I like it too." Bo Siqing's voice is very low, with a smile in his eyes. "Not to mention, no trouble at all, I am happy."

The cloud painting was laughed at by him, but he thought of the topic last night. She hesitated a moment and said: "Ye Auntie... The information I have already made the Songs packed up, the relics related to the relics Progress, you just ask Rong Rong. I don't know if I am doing it right, if not right..."

"Yes." Bo Siqing interrupted her. "You are doing everything right, unexpectedly good. You don't have to worry about the rest, it will be handled well."

"Yeah." Cloud painting nodded, and there was still some disappointment in his eyes. "Then I went in."

"Good." Bo Siqing looked at her with a smile.

Cloud painting holds the book and slowly turns around.

However, she had just walked a few steps, and Bo Siqing stopped her again, "painting."

Cloud painting quickly stood still and quickly turned back. "What happened?"

Bo Siqing came closer and reached out and pulled the collar she had rolled a little. "Okay, go in."

"Ok."

The heart of the cloud painting has a hint of sweetness. It turns out that it is not only her.

......

When I returned to the classroom, Gongxi was talking about the autumn tour with Mi Yue and said that I would prepare something.

Seeing the cloud painting coming in, Gong Xixi immediately rushed to her. He blinked, "What about boyfriend?"

Cloud painting hooked the lips, "at home."

"哟~" Gong Xi's voice is quite meaningful.

The mood of cloud painting is very good. I am not embarrassed at all. It is just that when I do exercises as usual, my attention is not very concentrated. I can’t help but think of someone.

Someone she was constantly thinking of was sitting in front of the desk in the study, holding a notebook with her handwriting.

Song Ci and the Tang Dynasty stood at the desk.

The atmosphere in the room is not very good, and I always feel that the air conditioner is playing too low.

There was no expression on the face of Bo Siqing, and the whole person was very cold.

"My mother, I have seen the painting in private, but you have not said anything to me." Bo Siqing's voice was very indifferent, and he could not hear the emotion.

Song and the sweat on the forehead of the Tang Dynasty must be dripped.

"Mrs. is very opposed at first, you know this."

The voice of Song Ci is also very low. "But after the wife came to S City this time, she should have gradually accepted painting, that is... it is not so fast to change..."

"enough."

The sound of Bo Siqing is no wave, "Go out."

Song Ci and the end of the Tang Dynasty face each other, the two did not dare to mention anything, and quickly stepped out of the study.

Bo Siqing sat on the seat behind the desk, and the whole person was like a statue.

"Hey!"

He was too ecstatic, and the ballpoint pen in his hand was broken into two pieces by accident.

Looking at the broken pen in his hand, Bosi smashed his lips and took out his mobile phone.

"It's me." Bo Siqing's voice was very cold.

(End of this chapter)