With the familiar tune of Southeast Asian style in his ears, Bo He took small bites of mango sticky rice, like a satisfied little squirrel.

"Huh? Auntie, uncle, are you back? ”

Zhou Chen'an and Meng Yu came earlier, so the location was closer to the inside, while Bo He's location was close to the door. At this moment, it can be regarded as fate.

"Chen'an, long time no see!"

"It's a lot more handsome!"

Mrs. Bo's eyes were sharp, and she saw her nephew in Yushu Linfeng at a glance.

"Nan, call someone!"

Bo He, who was eating happily, where did he want to pay attention to Zhou Chen'an, who suddenly appeared, and reluctantly raised his head, "Cousin~", perfunctory and full of taste!

"Miss Bo!"

Originally, Meng Yu was in front of Zhou Chen'an, about two steps away, but before he could think about it, Zhou Chen'an stopped. At this moment, I turned around and found that it was Bo He, no wonder I didn't see it just now!

Then he politely nodded to the two elders, "Hello uncle and aunt!" ”

"Hello," Bo He's parents were blinded, this Chen'an also knew, Bo He also knew, and they politely called uncles and aunts, but they didn't know each other, they felt weird, they shouldn't have seen it, but it seems that the quality is good! "Who is this?"

"Oh, I forgot to introduce, this is Meng Yu, the general manager of Qianzhi Real Estate" turned his head to Meng Yu, "My aunt and uncle-in-law are also He He's parents." ”

"Hello Mr. Meng."

Seeing that his daughter began to turn on the foodie mode again, Bo He's father was a little helpless, and quietly kicked under the table.

"Mr. Meng!"

was kicked inexplicably, Bo He dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, thinking: Zhou Chen'an, can you take this big Buddha and leave quickly?

It's a pity that the sky doesn't fulfill people's wishes, "Chen'an, if you're not in a hurry, sit down and chat with your aunt, I haven't seen you for two years." ”

Zhou Chenan subconsciously glanced at Meng Yu, this was his big customer.

Meng Yu really didn't care, shrugged his shoulders slightly, originally he went out of this door to go back to his own home, it didn't matter, not to mention, didn't he say that he wanted to be a friend "You talk, I'll go back first, I'll go back to the contract and ask the secretary to make an appointment with you." ”

Meng Yu raised his feet and was ready to leave, he could cook a bowl of noodles to eat when he went back, this dish tasted good, but it was a little heavy, he liked it very much, but the day before yesterday his stomach hurt a little scared, and he is currently in the taboo stage.

"Mr. Meng is okay, sit down and chat, there are so many people!"

Bo He's mother was very happy at first sight when she saw Meng Yu, polite, good-looking, young and promising......

When Bo He heard this, he immediately felt that her mother was doing something, and the word lively couldn't match Meng Yu, so leave him to be cold?

"That's really bothering my uncle and aunt."

He agreed? He even agreed? Did he break his brain by playing cards today?

What about habitually being cold and habitually rejecting people thousands of miles away?

(Meng Yu: Didn't you look at me with your eyes and ask me to promise your parents?)

Bo He: Not only do you have a sick stomach, but your eyes are not very good...... I want you to go! ）

So, the peculiar five-person group was born, Bo He's parents and Zhou Chenan sat on one side, and Bo He and Meng Yu sat on the other side.

No matter how you look at it, it's embarrassing and weird......

Bo He's mother, at first, excitedly asked Meng Yu how old he was, where he was from, and where his parents lived...... is obviously investigating the household registration, "In this way, you live alone, if it is inconvenient to come to the house for dinner at any time," just when Zhou Chenan thought that his aunt would sell his cousin to Mr. Meng, Feng turned around, "Why don't you be your aunt's godson?" ”

Bo He drank coconut green in a muffled voice, too lazy to accept Zhou Chen'an's scrutinizing eyes, and lowered his head to eavesdrop on their conversation.

"Ahem...... cough cough ......"

"How big are you kids," Bo He's mother just took out the tissue, and Meng Yu had already handed it over, withdrew her hand, and glanced at her nephew who was smiling happily.

"I'm fine, you keep talking!"

Bo He never knew that her mother still wanted a son, why did she go earlier? She also wants a brother!

"Auntie, they all say that a nephew is equal to half a son, are you dissatisfied with me?" Zhou Chen'an, who has always been able to pat the elders' sycophants, successfully diverted Mrs. Bo's attention......

"Where is it, our family is safe, but like Nannan, it is the meat of my heart."

Bo He just stopped coughing, and now she has goosebumps all over her body, her mother's speaking style is really becoming more and more straightforward!

Fortunately, there is Zhou Chenan who saved the scene!

No, isn't he the one who brought this curse?

Losing the interest of recognizing her son, Mrs. Bo began to talk endlessly with her nephew, blowing rainbow farts like a river......

Of course, as an uncle, of course, it is also a camp. Therefore, in one booth, two completely different atmospheres!

The east is not bright and the west is bright, as if this word is not very appropriate, but it literally interprets this situation in this way!

According to Miss Bo's usual style, she would not take the initiative to warm up, but after drinking the coconut green, she couldn't help but think of the milk tea in the afternoon.

(Meng Yu: Dare to love me to take advantage of the light of milk tea?) I'm getting older, and I don't seem to be attractive!

Bo He: The previous sentence is yes, after all, the mouth of eating people is soft, and the latter sentence will not express an opinion, and it has nothing to do with me. ）

"Mr. Meng, you have to work on weekends?"

"No way, life is hard, isn't your cousin too," others say that businessmen are mercenary, businessmen are shrewd, and never have anything good to say, in fact, they have very little time for themselves, and they don't spend much time with their families, they are just a group of poor worms with no quality of life.

"Also, it's really hard to bear the economy of so many families!"

Meng Yu glanced at Bo He in surprise, he had never heard others say this, even if it was his parents or his best friend, they would persuade him: earn less money, earn less, don't work too hard!

At the beginning, who doesn't want to make money, it's okay to work hard, gradually, hard work but start to be involuntary, if he slacks off so much, what should his employees do?

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Suddenly I feel like you're very substantial!"

Doesn't this mean that she had no connotation before, Bo He lifted it in one breath, five seconds, spit it out, and comforted herself: I'm not angry!

"Mr. Meng, there's no way to chat properly!"

In fact, Bo He and their dishes were all on the table, but they had only eaten half of them, and Bo He continued to fight with the crab legs, not wanting to take care of this big Buddha.

Seeing that Bo He didn't care about him, Meng Yu suddenly felt that he had agreed to talk about it at this moment, it was simply something that only mentally retarded people would do, a family, what kind of excitement did he have together?

"By the way, how do you think it's better to reply in the group?"

Meng Yu began to find a topic for himself stupidly, this topic, for Miss Bo, is simply a proposition, emotional intelligence is not enough, the two of them will make up!

"Is it okay not to reply?"

"Of course, I have the same plan."

Meng Yu never liked to explain, and asked Bo He just to confirm whether she cared.

Hit it off!