In the antique store full of rare calligraphy and paintings, famous and exotic treasures, Bo Zhan Ye heard the sound, raised his eyes, and looked at the two people who came in, his eyes narrowed slightly.

A slightly cold chill spread through the air.

On the side, Lan Jiao's face also sank slightly.

The last time Bo Zhanye got angry and asked her to get out of the car, she thought that there was no turning point between them, and the relationship would become more and more stiff.

Unexpectedly, Bo Zhanye has been at home with Bo Xiaomo every day after work in the past few days, and Bo Xiaomo is also very well-behaved and did not pester Lan Xixi anymore, Lan Xixi seems to have disappeared in their world and never came.

If it goes on like this, it will only be a matter of time before Lanxixi is forgotten.

But as a result, today it is brushing again?

It's okay, Bo Zhan ignored Lan Xixi at night, just because he and Bo Xilang made a public official announcement, and now face to face, it is also an opportunity.

Thinking about it, Lan Jiao smiled:

"Xilang, Xixi, you also came here to choose a birthday gift for grandma?"

Lanxixi: "......"

She has nothing to do with Bo Xilang, Lan Jiao obviously knows it, but she deliberately acts here, she really has a face.

However, what Lan Jiao wants is nothing more than Bo Zhanye's disgust with her, and what she wants is the same.

Without looking at Bo Zhanye's cold and gloomy face, she was faint and acquiesced: "Hmm." ”

Bo Xilang naturally knew Lan Jiao's thoughts.

It's just that she pushed him to Lan Xixi in front of him, which made him a little unhappy in his heart.

Obviously, he gave her far more than Uncle Nine, what is so good about Uncle Nine? The more angry he was, the more he held Lan Xixi's hand intimately, and smiled Sven:

"As the future granddaughter-in-law of Moxi, Xixi will inevitably participate in the grandmother's birthday banquet.

Ninth uncle, ninth sister-in-law, I suddenly thought of a question, our relationship is quite complicated, do you say that Xixi should call Uncle Nine Uncle Ninth or brother-in-law? ”

Uncle Nine? Or brother-in-law?

This question made several people's faces stiffen.

For Bo Zhanye, no matter which one it is, it is harsh.

Lan Xixi is the same, she has had those relationships with him, if she can, she doesn't want to call any of them......

Bo Xilang said again: "Uncle Jiu, what do you say, do you call Xixi's sister or nephew?" ”

He was graceful and eloquent, as if he were just talking and laughing.

Bo Zhanye's face was dyed with gloomy and thin anger, and his unusually deep and handsome eyes stared at Bo Xilang:

"If you want to know what to call it, you might as well ask your girlfriend next to you which one she prefers."

Cold and cold, and teasing, inexplicably there is a kind of what she likes to call it, just a sunny meaning!

Lan Xixi's heart trembled, her breath was hot, and she didn't want to talk about this issue anymore:

"It's just a title, you can call it anything, sister, you go on, Bo Shao and I will go over there to have a look."

As she spoke, she pulled Bo Xilang towards the exhibition hall inside, and said unhappily:

"What do you do? Wouldn't it be good to avoid them quietly? ”

Bo Xilang looked at her deeply: "What? That question just embarrassed you? ”

"It's not! I think you have a bag in your head, you obviously have that kind of relationship with Lan Jiao, and you still ask that kind of question, why don't you ask Lan Jiao, should you call her dear, or the ninth sister-in-law? ”

Bo Xilang frowned: "There is a bag in the skull?" What do you mean? ”

Forehead......

"This, our dialect there, doesn't mean much." Lan Xixi didn't want to be known to be scolding him, and he didn't want to pay attention to him, so he walked inside.

Behind him, Bo Xilang suddenly asked:

"Uncle Nine is very attractive to you women?"

Charm.

Lan Xixi paused, but he couldn't refute it at the first time.

As a man, Bo Zhanye has superior appearance, a successful career, and patience with children, which is in line with all the reverie that most girls have about the boss.

When she didn't know him, she saw about him on TV or on the news, and she also felt that he was perfect and out of reach.

But the facts......

Sloppy, sloppy.

She was about to answer, but Bo Xilang smiled: "Silence for five seconds, I know the answer." ”

Lan Xixi turned to look at him: "You don't know anything, he doesn't have any attraction to me." ”

"Really?" Bo Xilang clearly didn't believe it.

Then, with a bit of ridicule, he said: "Your sister is dead set on him." ”

Lan Xixi was stunned.

She got it! said for a long time, he was deliberately targeting Lan Jiao just now? Do it for Lan Jiao?

Poor her, become a tool man.

She shook him a roll of the eyes and said angrily: "Whether she is dead set on or not, you stay away from her, if you do anything wrong, I can't take the blame for you again." ”

Dropping the words, she turned away from him.

Bo Xilang: "......"

In the same environment, she didn't hide anything?

Glancing at Ninth Uncle Lan Jiao, seeing that they weren't staring at this side, he was a little relieved and stepped over.

During the day, the windows on all sides are open, and the antique behavior ensures the preservation of every item, and the air conditioning is not turned on, and a gust of wind comes out, and it is very cold.

Lan Xixi once again held his left hand and his right hand, and kept warm.

Bo Xilang walked over and took off his blazer again and draped it over her shoulders.

This time, without waiting for her to refuse, he said:

"Wear it, where Uncle Nine is there, there must be paparazzi, and when I am photographed, I should say that I am inconsiderate and abuse you."

Lanxixi: "......"

Well, she's really cold, and if she catches a cold, she can't take care of Yaya, and she may even be contagious.

She pulled up her clothes and continued to look at the gifts.

Through the wooden grid, Bo Zhanye saw the warm interaction between the two in his eyes, and his eyes were frosty.

"War Night?" Lan Jiao called softly, only to find that the man next to her was not paying attention here, staring at Lan Xixi.

That woman is actually bewitching Bo Xilang! It also hooked the eyes of Bo Zhanye!

Shameless, cousin!

Lan's squeamish palms clenched.

"Miss, I'm sorry, antiques are valuables, so you should handle them with care." The clerk on the side reminded you kindly.

Lan Jiao came back to her senses, put down the gift, and said to Bo Zhanye:

"On the night of the war, I'll go to the bathroom, you take your time first."

With that, she walked briskly inside.

After she left, Bo Xilang's mobile phone rang a text message, he took it out and looked at it, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then put away the mobile phone and said to Lan Xixi:

"You can take a look first, and I'll go to the bathroom."

"Oh." Lan Xixi didn't care, didn't think much about it, quietly admired the priceless collections, and sighed sincerely:

Rich people can play in the city, buy a gift and put it back, which is equivalent to the salary that ordinary people can't earn in a lifetime, or even a lifetime.

In these years, the gap between the rich and the poor is huge.

'Bang! Suddenly, the body collided with another body, and a hot wrist followed!

"Ahh Lan Xixi instinctively screamed, and when he turned his eyes, he realized that he had collided with a clerk carrying a hot teapot.

And the kettle overturned, and the hot water spilled all over her wrists!

No wonder it hurts so much!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, miss, are you okay? Woo~~ What should I do? ”

The clerk is probably a recent intern, and he has never encountered such a thing, and he apologizes and jumps his feet, and he doesn't know how to deal with it at all.

Lan Xixi wanted to reply that she was fine, but there was a burning pain in her wrists and the back of her hands, a pain in her little face, and her eyebrows were wrinkled into caterpillars, and she couldn't say a word.

That's when —

A tall and slender figure suddenly stood in front of her.