Annoyed?

Angry?

Aggrieved?

No, none of these feelings stayed in her heart.

She felt guilty, ashamed of her cultivation and expectations for Bo Lao, and all his tolerance and pampering......

- "If you want to stand safely, you must first learn to kneel!" A person must first bend his knees before he can stand up and look down on others! ”

This is what Bo Lao once said to her, and it seems to be still vivid now.

Bo Jinghan raised his eyes to look at Bo Lao with a smile, smiled and reached out to pick up the heavy-looking Wen Jiàn box in front of him, bit his lip, stretched out his hand to support the ground, and slowly stood up.

But maybe she had been kneeling for too long, and she was numb from the knee down, and she almost didn't feel it.

Therefore, as soon as this step was taken, it was planted top-heavy.

"Han-"

"I can get up myself, uncle."

Bo Jinghan's stubbornness came up, even if Optimus Prime came, he couldn't drag her back.

Especially, when she thinks that this qiē is what she should endure, even if it is a nail board, fire oil, a tiger chair, and ten tortures, she can face it with a smile.

Fall, get up, fall again, get up again......

Repeating it several times, Bo Junchen tried to make her take off her high heels, but she just smiled and shook her head, and she got up again like a nobody, holding on to the bookcase and wall next to her hand, and moved out of the door step by step.

From where she fell, to the door of the study.

This short journey, which can usually be completed in three or five steps, has become a road comparable to climbing to the sky for Bo Jinghan today, and it is very difficult to walk.

It took at least ten minutes for her to ink, and after repeated falls, she walked to the door and opened the heavy, luxurious door.

Didi, Didi-

Two chimes sounded when she opened and closed.

Outside the door, the servants were all intimately scolded away by Aze, but on the reception sofa in the middle of the hall, two figures, one on the left and one on the right, occupied the small sofas on both sides of the coffee table.

When they heard the movement, the two figures also turned their heads to look at the study in a timely manner.

Seeing Bo Jinghan holding on to the doorknob, as if the road was unstable, the two were obviously surprised, but none of them moved their feet to help her.

Of course, this is not to say that Bo Jinghan is too bad and unpopular.

On the contrary, it is not that they don't want to come over to help, but they know very well that it is a humiliation to help her at this time!

"Haven't rested yet?"

Seeing them, Bo Jinghan, whose legs had eased slightly, although his legs were stiff, he still seemed to be nothing, holding the slightly heavy Wen Jiàn box, and approached the sofa.

Smiled casually and nodded, greeting the two.

"I'm waiting for you."

These two have never had a tacit understanding at all.

But this unanimous answer coincides!

Bo Jinghan raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not sit down, just leaned against the sofa and moved his ankles slightly bent his knees. His eyes searched back and forth on the faces of Blood Eagle and Su Nuanxia, and spoke again: "Which of you says it first?" ”

"I'll start with that! I'd like to talk to you, but it's a private topic that's not suitable for a man. So I'll go upstairs and wait for you, and when you're done talking to this guy, go up to me again!" ”

It was Su Nuanxia who spoke.

Bo Jinghan was also refreshed, and nodded in agreement.

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