The girl rolled her eyes in her heart.

Dog man, slandering me indiscriminately, doing that kind of thing to me, you still shook my face first?

Love to eat or not! Don't eat pull down! Starving to death is exactly what I want.

Qiao Yichu walked into the restaurant to eat casually.

She is developing well, and compared to her peers, it can even be said that she is very good.

The bracket-like arc (·person·) in front of the body is faintly visible.

The white silk nightgown outlined her figure.

In his previous life, Bo Sishen imprisoned himself in Yiyuan, and although he didn't come back much, he would still look for her once he had a physical need.

Whenever he was emotional, Bo Sishen would always hold her in his arms, praise her for her good development in her ear, and constantly say meat words that made people blush.

and the indifferent, ruthless, decisive, and ascetic Shen Ye in the shopping mall is like two people.

Sister-in-law He brought the hot soup over, and accidentally caught a glimpse of a red mark on her neck, and was stunned.

guessed that it was estimated that the little ancestor had a conflict with Mr. again, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The husband and her didn't have dinner for a while, but the little ancestor seemed to have a good appetite and was not affected in the slightest.

Qiao Yichu drank the soup slowly and methodically, she would not coax Bo Si Shen.

If he follows Bo Sishen everywhere, it will make him feel that something is wrong.

Appropriate desire to indulge can get good results.

Somehow, Qiao Yichu suddenly had a very non-mainstream sentence in his head at this moment.

Teenager, do you want to play with your heart?

Bo Si was not there, and her appetite was much better. Dinner drank a big bowl of pork rib soup.

After dinner, Qiao Yichu was about to go upstairs to do her homework, but Sister-in-law He suddenly called out to her: "Miss Qiao." ”

The girl stopped and looked back, her red lips moved slightly: "What's wrong?" ”

Sister-in-law He looked at her gently and said, "Mr. is still busy with the company's affairs in the study and didn't eat dinner, I cooked a bowl of shredded chicken noodles, can you send it?" ”

She doesn't want the little ancestor to continue to lose his temper as soon as he reconciles with her husband, otherwise it will be them who will suffer!

Noodles delivered? I'm afraid that the noodles are fake, and I want her to take the initiative to talk to Bo Sishen, right?

Qiao Yichu smiled at Sister-in-law He, with a gentle and apologetic smile on her face: "Sister-in-law He, the homework assigned by the teacher is a bit much, I have to hurry up and finish it, otherwise I may have to stay up late." ”

Sister-in-law He sighed, and naturally understood that she didn't want to see Bo Sishen, and she couldn't force it.

After all, this little ancestor didn't have a good temper before.

*

When he went upstairs to go back to the bedroom, Qiao Yichu passed by the study.

The door was not closed, and the faint sound of Bo Sishen holding a video conference with someone could be heard.

He speaks English fluently and pronounces it in an authentic British accent.

The speed of speech is slow and a little cold, rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Qiao Yichu understood the content of this meeting. It is a dispute over the price of an investment in a project.

The other party wanted a higher price, but Bo Sishen was resolute and refused to budge.

And put aside a sentence, there are many people who want to cooperate with Bo's.

If you don't think it's suitable, Bo can find someone else, and Bo has many options.

But if the project is not invested by Bo, it is worthless.

Too lazy to care about Bo Sishen's company, she entered the bedroom.

After Sister-in-law He finished cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, took the cooked shredded chicken noodles, knocked on the door, and sent them to Bo Si's sinking table, and persuaded her: "Mr. has a bad stomach, how can I not eat dinner?" ”

Bo Sishen didn't have any appetite now, but when he caught a glimpse of the bowl of noodles, he couldn't help but ask Sister-in-law He: "Has she eaten it?" ”

Sister-in-law He nodded, worried about Bo Sishen's body, and said, "Miss Qiao has eaten, she seems to have a good appetite today, and she has drunk an extra bowl of pork rib soup." Sir, if you want to drink, I'll go downstairs and serve it to you? ”

Have a good appetite? It seems that she must have had a good chat with Bo Jingze.

When Bo Sishen heard these four words, a layer of ice-like chill appeared between his eyebrows.

He lowered his eyes and said coldly, "No." ”