Maybe in the next second, he will be able to kiss her. II. V. VIII

"Ah, it's going to pounce!"

Su Qingyou saw that the pot boiling the soup was overflowing with soup, so he quickly broke free of him and ran over to open the lid, "Almost, scared me to death"

She carried him behind her back and whispered, "So men shouldn't come to the kitchen."

Bo Yuheng knew that he was wrong, and pursed his lips, "I'm going to the living room." ”

Su Qingyou looked at the boiling soup in the pot, and the white steam gushed out.

She then stole a glance at the door.

Bo Yuheng is gone.

Su Qingyou put his hand in his heart, "Hurry up, slow down, hurry up"

She read silently.

As she spoke, she touched her face again.

"It's all because the steam made my face red."

She was busy with her thoughts, and she was busy at the same time.

#

Bo Yuheng lay on the sofa and rubbed his temples. 贰武捌 Chinese.

The phone rang, and he picked it up and looked at it.

It was sent by Song Xu.

There is only one line of words.

"Bo Yan will be back in a week. ”

Bo Yuheng lowered his eyes and threw the phone away.

He lay down again, covering his eyes with his hands.

The development of the Royal Gardens has been negotiated for more than three months, and it is about to be successful recently, but the other party suddenly repented and did not want to cooperate with them.

Bo Yuheng opened his eyes.

Bo Yan, is that you?

He didn't believe it.

The smell of food wafted in, bringing his mind back to the present.

Su Qingyou and the servants brought the dishes over.

Bo Yuheng noticed that she was wearing a Doraemon apron, which was very cute.

"Garlic eggplant, potato chicken wings, shredded cabbage. It's all home-cooked, you can try it. ”

Su Qingyou sat opposite him and introduced it nervously, holding his hands on his laps, his palms already sweaty.

"Good. Bo Yuheng picked up the chopsticks, saw that she didn't move, and asked, "Why don't you eat?"

"You can taste it first!" Su Qingyou said nervously.

Bo Yuheng unhurriedly picked up some of each dish and put it in his mouth in turn.

Su Qingyou looked at him without blinking, and kept swallowing his saliva, as if waiting for God's judgment.

Bo Yuheng put down his chopsticks and frowned.

"What's wrong? Which one is not doing well, or is it not doing all of them well?" Su Qingyou was shocked, and suddenly, a thick sense of disappointment spread in his heart.

Bo Yuheng came back to his senses and shook his head. "No, it's delicious. ”

"Then why are you frowning?" Su Qingyou felt that he was comforting himself, and said dejectedly.

"The food you cook makes me feel very familiar. It's been a long time since I've felt this way. ”

Bo Yuheng thought of the girl again.

When they play together, the girl often takes him to the house for dinner.

His grandmother made a great impression on him with the delicious food.

So much so that he left later, and he never forgot it.

Unexpectedly, eating Su Qingyou's dishes made him find the taste of reunion after a long absence.

"Thank you Qingyou, I don't lie to you, it's delicious. ”

The corners of Bo Yuheng's lips lifted slightly, "I like it very much." ”

He smiled, and it was very nice to laugh.

Su Qingyou was suffocated by his laughter.

"If you like it, if you like. ”

She was happy from the bottom of her heart.

# miào.*bi(.*)gé，

At night, Su Qingyou was reading a book in the room when someone knocked on the door.

"Please come in. ”

Bo Yuheng, who was only wearing a pajamas, walked in.

"Mr. Bo, it's so late, what's the matter?"

She looked at him and looked away.

Bo Yuheng leaned against the door and looked at her from afar. "It's that hard to call my name?"

His expression was indifferent, and he couldn't see joy or anger.