Monansi: "......"

Finished.

The ninth master is finished, and he is finished......

Sure enough, Xiao Zihe walked in front of the little guy: "What's uncomfortable?" Uncle takes his temperature. ”

Hearing Xiaomo's voice in the kitchen, Lan Xixi also rushed out of the kitchen and ran to Bo Xiaomo's side:

"Xiaomo, how are you? You okay? ”

Bo Xiaomo looked confused in the face of the concern of the two:

"Uncle Xiao, Auntie, I'm fine, I'm asleep inside."

"Sleep? Didn't your daddy say you were sick? Lan Xixi looked curious.

Xiao Zihe was also confused.

Bo Xiaomo said: "No, when did I get sick, why don't I know?" Hey, Daddy, what are you doing with a look at me? ”

Lan Xixi and Xiao Zihe looked over, and saw the man's cold and stiff face, which was obviously unnatural.

In an instant, I suddenly understood......

Xiaomo is not sick! He lied!

The air fell into an awkward, silent silence.

Not a single sound!

Xiao Zihe always felt that he was at fault, before Monan Sila him, he should leave!

"Ah, Miss Lan seems to have made a lot of rich dishes, we just happened to get together, eat supper, talk about the stars and the moon!" ”

"Talk about the ghost, Xiao Shao, why are you so unsmart!" Didn't you see that Miss Lan was about to explode?

Mo Nanxi grabbed Xiao Zihe's arm, didn't dare to say a word to the ninth master, and slipped away.

He's in trouble, let's find a way to avoid the death penalty tomorrow!

After the two left, the air was even colder than before.

Bo Zhanye stood there, silent.

Not to mention Lan Xixi, a little face is as cold as ice, and his palms are clenched, like a gloomy mountain rain that is about to come and the wind is full of buildings.

It's over, shouldn't the two fight?

Bo Xiaomo hates himself for not being smarter, and Daddy is also stupid, so if he wants to help act, at least say hello.

Forget it, the father pays the debt to the son, and he will bear it.

He weakly grabbed Lan Xixi's little hand: "Auntie, I'm sorry, I was very unhappy to see you and Brother Xilang together, and I didn't even have the appetite to eat at night, so I cried with my father and hanged myself, saying that if he didn't call you over to cook for me tonight, I would die to show him."

Daddy lied to you because he was afraid that I would get sick.

I'm sorry. ”

The child's voice is weak, his face is heavy, and he can't hear how much is true or how much is false.

Lan Xixi didn't know whether to believe Xiaomo's words or not, but she didn't want to see Xiaomo's appearance.

She squatted down and comforted: "Xiaomo, Auntie and your brother Xilang are very good now, if we really marry him, we can still see each other every day, isn't it great?" ”

"But don't you like white moonlight? Why did you become Brother Xilang? Brother Xilang, he is not your white moonlight at all. He's a bad guy! "The little guy is a little out of control.

It's not for Daddy, it's instinctive dislike.

Lan Xixi's face tightened.

Her hand fell on Bo Xiaomo's little head, and comforted her softly:

"Xiaomo, what you think is good is not necessarily good, and what looks bad may be good. For people, it is not to see with the eyes, but to feel with the heart.

Brother Xilang, he is really nice and warm person, and Auntie is very happy with him. ”

Bo Xiaomo shook his head and resisted: "Then my daddy is the same!"

Although he looks cold on the outside, he is actually very warm and spoiled, Auntie, why don't you feel him with your heart? ”

Ahem!

The sudden rhetorical question made Lan Xixi embarrassed!

What is the structure of a child's brain circuit?

It's embarrassing, okay?

Bo Zhan Night: "......"

Stinky boy, is he good, he needs him a 3-year-old child? Forced sales are very shameful.

"Go back to your room and sleep."

Daddy, I'm here to help you!

Bo Xiaomo wanted to say something, but when he saw the man's condensed face, he swallowed it back instantly.

Forget it, there's a pig teammate daddy who can't take it.

"Auntie, I'm going to get aware, goodbye."

After the child left, only two people remained.

Bo Zhanye thought that Lan Xixi would ask him something, questioning him for lying to her.

didn't think about it, Lan Xixi walked directly into the kitchen, wrapped the food in plastic wrap, and then said very calmly:

"Heat it in the microwave for two minutes tomorrow morning, and make it breakfast for Xiaomo."

Then, turn around and get ready to leave.

Compared with questioning and getting angry, what is even more bleak is that the other party has no emotion, as if there is no need to be angry with him.

Damn it! In just a few days, he felt that she was far away from him, out of reach.

As she passed by him, Bo Zhanye raised his hand, grabbed her wrist, and pressed her against the wall:

"It's hard to even talk to me now?"

"Yes."

Lan Xixi replied without hesitation, and her voice was firm.

She didn't have any extravagant hopes for him, and when he didn't go to see her in prison, he even put her on death row, which was as cold as ashes.

What did she have to say to him?

Even at this moment, he was knocking on her, she didn't have any nervousness and fear, on the contrary, she was very cold.

Her attitude, the word 'yes', was like a major stone falling on Bo Zhanye's heart, depressed and heavy.

He stared at her coldly, and suddenly became curious:

"What is the charm of Bo Xilang? Where does it warm you? Well? ”

The voice was muffled, with a distinctly yin and yang weirdness.

Lan Xixi sneered, and his calm gaze looked directly at his deep and abnormal eyes:

"What's the matter with you? If Uncle Nine is really curious about the relationship between me and Bo Shao, why don't you ask your nephew, you have a closer relationship, I think he will tell you in detail. ”

The implication is that there are too many processes between her and Bo Xilang, and the details are too fragmented, but there is a lot to talk about?

Bo Zhanye's face was as cold as frost, and his thin lips were pursed:

"Lan Xixi, I never knew you were so ruthless and half-hearted." It's a scumbag.

Scold?

Ruthless? Play the field?

Who the hell is it!

Lan Xixi didn't bother to talk to him more: "Yes, I'm such a person, what are you still holding me for, Uncle Nine?" Don't you feel that your noble and holy body has been soiled?

Let go of me, I have to go back to sleep and not disturb Uncle Nine. ”

With a gun in his mouth, he has a prickly voice in his words.

Bo Zhanye felt that he was going to be angry with her, and let go of her:

"Very good.

But don't forget, as long as I don't let you go, no man will dare to marry you.

, I'm going to see how long you and Bo Xilang can stay together. ”

Lan Xixi was suddenly stunned, it was a threat again!

She stepped forward and blocked his way, angry like a thorny hedgehog:

"What the hell do you want to do? You tell me, how can you let me go completely? ”

"Spare it? Niece-in-law, tell me, climb into my bed and marry my nephew, how should I let it go? ”

The man's upward rhetorical question, cold and sarcastic, and there was a bit of fun in his words.

Lanxi Creek choked.

What told her to climb his bed!

That time it was obviously a small ink match! He himself is responsible!

Now hold on to her with this?

Also, a high-minded and possessive person like him naturally doesn't like things he has touched to appear at his house and follow his nephew.

She looked at him and said:

"Then Uncle Nine might as well tell me that he had a relationship with me and went to be my brother-in-law, how should I let it go?"