Chapter 1560： Xiao Simei's Xiao Qingmei

Chapter 1560 Xiao Siqing's Xiao Qingmei

Chapter 1563 Xiao Simei of Xiao Siqing

According to Bo Siqing, this room is exactly the same as when he used to live.

The exact same room...

It’s really boring, it’s not like a child of normal age.

Too neat and too rigid, too boring.

There is absolutely no toy or something that belongs to children's aesthetics.

There is a workbench in the study room near the window sill.

“What is this doing?” asked the cloud painting.

"A small workbench, I used to like carving." Bosi Qing said, opened the cabinet next to the workbench. "There are tools that have been used before. These knives are still there."

Carved a knife!

Cloud paintings are taken up and seen.

There was no trace of dust, apparently being carefully maintained, and there was no rust at all.

"What about your work?" asked the cloud painting.

Boss slammed his chin.

Sure enough, on the shelf next to it, there were a lot of small things.

Bunny, puppy, plane, car, and pistol...

The carvings are vivid!

All the details are in perfect condition, it is so exquisite!

Moreover, it can be seen that these things have been played for a long time. There is a layer of patina on the top. The color of the wood looks simple and heavy. These carved figurines that do not know how many years, seem to have a special taste at this moment.

It’s beautiful!

Cloud paintings look at each other one by one.

Soon, her gaze was attracted by a doll.

A little girl.

A girl with long hair fluttering in her skirt and small leather shoes on her feet. The skill of carving is so good that every detail is carved very clearly.

Cloud painting can even clearly see the face of this little girl.

"Who is this?" The cloud painting is a bit sour, "not like Yaoyao."

When I was downstairs, although she didn't read the photo album, she could see it at a glance. The most photographs of those photos are the photos of Bossao.

This doll is not Bossao.

"A friend when I was a child." Bo Siqing said.

Cloud painting licked his lips and stared at him for a while, and suddenly smiled: "If I ask her who she is, is it unreasonable to make trouble? But I am not happy if I don't ask."

Bosi Qing couldn't help but smile, holding one hand on her waist and whispering, "You can ask anything, my business, I can't tell you."

"Very good, very good." Cloud painting smiled and opened, "So, let me explain, this is your little green plum?"

“The vinegar content in the air seems to be a bit overd...”

"Hey!"

"Okay, I honestly confess." Bo Siqing took her hand that was not guilty on him. "She is Li Qingrong, Miss Li Jiawu. The Li family has a lot of people. Today, Li Lao has four people. The sons, each married, have a very large population. Li Qingrong is the daughter of Lijia Sanfang. Her father is a business, her mother is an E national. When Li Qingrong was 6 years old, her parents divorced. She followed her mother to the E country."

Cloud paintings are very serious.

"When I was young, I had a certain autistic tendency. I didn't talk to people very much. She used to play with me. Cough, I mostly ignored her existence for most of the time, but she can always talk to me unilaterally for a whole day. "Bo Siqing said helplessly," Grandpa was very worried about my situation at that time. Seeing that Li Qingrong can play with me, plus it is here, so I often let the secretary pick up Li Qingrong."

"The entanglement of the gimmick is too bullish, and I have been screaming in my ear. I promised to give her a doll to make her stop, but she has already carved a doll. She has already left. ”

(End of this chapter)