Chapter 2173： You secretly date

Chapter 2173 You Secretly Dating

Chapter 2175, You Secretly Dating

"Okay." Cloud painting helplessly smiled. "I personally also part of it, and I donated it anonymously."

"This is no longer necessary, you are now funded... cough, no need." Ming Chen said.

Cloud painting chuckled, "Why, are you afraid that I have no money?"

"I am not afraid that you have no money. The main reason is that you have now all the assets of the Bauhinia Foundation have been taken away. You are making money on Zhuang Zhou Culture yourself. The funds and the Fund have absorbed a lot of money every year, but you Not every year, I will donate a portion of the money directly to the anonymous injection and fund... You are on the income and expenditure... 哎 Anyway, you still have some money for yourself.” Mingchen said with a twist.

Cloud painting smashed my eyebrows. "It doesn't matter. I don't have much demand for money now. If I don't have any money, I have parents, I can be old."

"..." Ming Chen was speechless.

When Bosi Qing warmed up the milk, he heard that the cloud painting said that there was no money, and he could still be old. He raised his eyebrows.

"Well, then this is the case. The organization agrees that Shi Ying and her father will see each other. You should arrange as soon as possible and pay attention to confidentiality." After the cloud painting finished, he hung up the phone and took over the hot milk handed by Bo Siqing. "Thank you."

Bosiqing looked at her for a while, reached out and pulled out her wallet, took out a card and placed it in front of her.

The cloud painting stunned. "What happened?"

"A little pocket money." Bo Siqing said.

“Small pocket money?” Cloud painting blinks, “Give me?”

"Well, not enough to say."

"..." Cloud painting is speechless. "I want pocket money, I have money."

Bo Siqing coughed softly. "You call me a brother, give you some pocket money, just see what."

The cloud painting is full of black lines. "I don't lack money, I really don't lack it."

Bo Siqing doesn’t care so much. “Give it to you, obey.”

Cloud painting: "..."

When the milk was finished, she suddenly remembered. Did he just hear her talking to Mingchen? Misunderstanding that she is short of money?

She looked at the kitchen and he went to cook.

Cloud painting pinched the card and walked over. "Have you heard me talking on the phone? I was joking with Mingchen. I wanted to tell him that I am not short of money, no pressure."

"Whether you lack money, this is what I gave." Bo Siqing said, "Do not accept it. It is the lucky money given in advance."

"..." The cloud painting took a slap in the mouth. "It’s all ages, and it’s still money."

Bosi Qing smiled. "Are you old? Then me, how old are I?"

"..." Cloud painting glanced at him and sighed. "You men are young."

Bosi Qing looked helpless, and clipped a piece of meat that had just been fried and sent it to her lips. "Taste the taste, how sweet and sour, my sugar seems to be less."

Cloud painting subconsciously opened mouth, the meat is sweet and sour, the outside is crisp and tender, very delicious, she is hot and inhaled, "sweet and sweet."

"Is it?" He raised his eyebrows and placed a small piece directly into his own mouth. "It's almost, I thought it was not sweet enough."

The cloud painting was a little embarrassed by his actions. The chopsticks she had just used, and he did not change, he used it again... This move was too embarrassing.

She knows him, not the person who can't be confused with a woman, even if this woman is his nominal sister.

"Which day did you arrange the engagement ceremony with Miss Li?" The cloud painting didn't know what happened, blurted out.

Bo Siqing was preparing to stir the vegetables. He was pouring oil into the pot. He heard that his hand was paused and the oil was poured a little. He poured out a little, and took the garlic and threw it into the pot.

Immediately after the green vegetables were put into the pot, the heat of the fire and the color of the vegetables changed instantly.

A little salt, a little soy sauce, sprinkle a little garlic on the sesame when it is cooked, and then you can cook.

He fired a green dish and did not answer.

The heart of the cloud painting is up and down. I don't know if he didn't hear it. He still heard it but didn't want to answer her. The cloud painting was a little annoyed. She really shouldn't ask this question, but it was... at that time, the brain was pumping.

"Go to the bowl, prepare to eat."

The cloud painting sighed and slammed the bowl.

Pineapple mango meat, garlic greens, salad fans, and a corn ribs soup, two people eat enough.

Cloud paintings bowed their heads to eat, and there was a piece of meat in the bowl. Someone’s voice sounded. “Don’t just eat, so many dishes, eat vegetables.”

"Thank you." Cloud paintings still bow their heads to eat.

Bo Siqing looked at her and sighed indifferently.

He sighs very lightly and lightly, but the cloud painting still hears it, and the heart trembles with it...

A meal is a bit digestible.

Cloud painting really hates his own mouth, why should I ask?

She herself is also eager to get along with every minute she gets along with him, but she can’t control her guilt...

Asking the question is like giving yourself a shackle and reminding him that he is also reminding himself that he has a girlfriend.

After eating, he was forced to drink a bowl of corn ribs soup.

Putting down the bowl, she was going to clean up, but she was blocked.

“No hurry,” he said. “Sit first.”

After a cloud painting, I looked at him unidentified and sat back again.

He is also staring at her.

His eyes made her feel like a hairy heart.

"You...cough, is there anything? I will clean up the tableware first, and then I will say something later..." The cloud painting said and stood up again.

"Sit down first." He pressed her on the shoulder and sat down with her. "You asked me my question just now, don't want to hear the answer?"

The heart of the cloud painting trembled in an instant, but the face was pretending that nothing had happened. "That is your privacy, you...you can answer it without answering it."

"Is it?" He smiled faintly.

Cloud painting lips, biting the softness of the inner wall of your mouth, awake yourself, "Well."

Bo Siqing looked at her like this, and if he was a star, his eyes were as deep as the sea. "Give me some time, I want to figure out a problem."

Cloud painting is awkward, "Ah?"

"I have roughly got a result in my heart, but... I still need a little time." Bo Siqing looked at her, the voice was low and gentle, "wait for me."

"..." The heart of the cloud painting began to jump wildly, and she could not say a word.

wait for me?

These two words... How can she not understand?

What do you mean, what does he want her to wait for?

Cloud painting of the whole person is like being subjected to a fixed body technique.

At this moment, the ringing of the phone suddenly sounded, and the cloud painting was instantly saved from the rigid state.

She quickly picked up the phone and, at first glance, was a phone call.

Cloud painting takes a deep breath and tries to calm yourself down.

She lost too much in these two days and ignored the trip.

The phone is connected, and the voice of the bag is very wronged. "Mom, are you not wanting me?"

The cloud draws a light cough. "How come, how cute is it, how can mothers not be willing to go around."

"Hey, I’ll call you every day, now it’s been a full 52 hours since you last called me!” The classmates were very concerned.

Cloud painting and relief, "I'm sorry, it's my mother's fault. My mother hasn't handled a lot of things here. I forgot it for a while. I am forgiving my mother for this time."

"Hey." I don't want to forgive, but I don't want to make my mother sad. I can only lick and express my dissatisfaction.

"Going around." Bo Siqing opened his mouth.

I paused over there, and then the tone immediately rose. "Uncle Bo? How are you with your mother? Well, are you secretly dating me?"

(End of this chapter)