Mother Jiang Huanqing must prepare supper for his father Yun Congjun every day.

Or chicken soup, or pork rib soup, or small wontons, no matter when Yun Congjun comes home, as long as he wants to eat, he can always eat a mouthful of hot.

It's a pity that her mother Jiang Huanqing is considerate day after day, but she has never been taken to heart by Yun Congjun. Yun Congjun's heart is still his white moonlight Xiao Qiuci.

Yun Hua didn't feel a little guilty and put out the chicken soup, a casserole of soup, just enough to hold a big bowl.

When the soup was served, Bo Siqing was changing the dressing.

The heavy smell of blood permeated the attic, and the bloody bandages made Yun Hua a little dizzy.

Bo Siqing glanced up at her, and his hand sped up.

He poured alcohol directly on the wound without frowning, and then sprinkled anti-inflammatory drugs and Yunnan Baiyao...... Then quickly covered the wound with several layers of gauze, and used tape to fix the gauze on the skin, the action was really simple and rude!

Yunhua looks painful.

The moment the alcohol is poured on the wound, even a small wound is enough to make the heart twitch in pain.

But Bo Siqing didn't seem to feel pain!

No, he's not without pain, he's just ...... Accustomed to patience.

Yun Hua once again had a new understanding of Bo Siqing, a prince with such a family background, but he was not a soldier for a good resume, but rushed to the front line with real knives and guns, and he was even completely accustomed to such injuries......

Yun Hua asked herself if she couldn't do it!

This is like ordinary people looking at the hero Dong Cunrui, only admiration!

"Girl, do you know me?" Bo Siqing quickly bandaged the wound, took the chicken soup and began to eat, and looked at her meaningfully.

Yunhua was shocked.

Her attitude changed too quickly, she was originally so defensive about Bo Siqing, and suddenly brought someone to the house, which is indeed very suspicious!

"Where did you see me?" Bo Siqing took a sip of soup and asked nonchalantly.

Yun Hua shook his head with a stiff face: "I haven't seen it, I don't know it." ”

"Snort." Bo Siqing smiled, obviously unconvinced.

The sweat behind the cloud painting is about to come down.

She...... She couldn't explain it. Did she have to tell Bo that she knew him from an obituary on a news broadcast?

"Is it pretty?" Bo Siqing suddenly spoke.

Yun Hua was stunned, "What?" ”

"Figure, you've been staring at me...... Girl, I want my brother to sell myself for a bowl of chicken soup, it's whimsical! Bo Siqing said lazily.

Yun Hua's face turned red instantly, and he glared at him angrily: "Who wants you to sell your body!" You eat it yourself, I'm gone! Also, you are not allowed to run around, and your mother will find out, so be careful to send you to the police station as a thief! ”

After that, the cloud painting ...... Flee.

A light smile appeared on Bo Siqing's lips.

After a while, he pressed the communicator disguised as a watch on his wrist: "I'm fine, I don't have to come here for the time being, just let them think I'm dead, put a long line to catch a big fish!" ”

……

Perhaps because of Bo Siqing, Yun Hua dreamed of the things before his rebirth again this night.

She slept restlessly, and woke up at five o'clock in the morning.

Yun Hua wanted to go out directly, but after thinking about it, she still went to the kitchen, took some bread, milk, ham sausage, and a large bottle of mineral water, and sent it to the attic.

She walked softly to the door, and Bo Siqing, who seemed to be sleeping in the attic, suddenly opened his eyes, but soon closed them again, pretending to be asleep.

Yun Hua carefully pushed open the attic door and entered with his things.

In the darkness, she tripped over Bo Siqing's long legs that lay on the ground...... The whole person smashed towards Bo Siqing without warning......