The little candy turned around and ran back to Tang Qingge. Tang Qingge took her hand and said goodbye to Bo Qichen, "boss, we're back."
With these words, they left. They said they would leave.
Mother and daughter have one virtue.
The man looked at it for a long time. In the middle of it, the little candy turned around and spit out his tongue mischievously with him. He also said in colloquial terms that he was a villain. His eyes flashed slightly, and there was a glimmer of light in the bottom of his eyes. He didn't take back his sight until they disappeared from his sight.
The man got on the bus, closed his eyes and said, "report tomorrow's trip."
"Yes, tomorrow we will have a banquet with Mr. Chen in the financial sector and the mayor near the city..."
The man listened quietly, his fingers on his knees, gently tapping, and his heart seemed to have a plan.
It's night
Bo Qin dragged his body, which had not slept for 48 hours, and his soul, which was about to ascend to heaven, to the villa in the middle of the mountain. He lay down on the sofa and felt that he was going to ascend to heaven.
I don't know what my second uncle asked me to do. I don't dare ask.
Before the second uncle came home, Bo Qin decided to wave first.
He touched his mobile phone and first looked at the living room. There was no one in the living room. He felt relieved to find out the small resources from the mobile phone, set the sound to the minimum, put his fingers on the minimum sound key, and lay down on the sofa to watch.
"Ah... Godfather... No ~"
Maybe he's too tired. Looking at this thing, he's even beginning to feel sleepy.
"What are you looking at?"
There was a sudden sound behind him. Bo Qin was so scared that he rolled down from the sofa on the spot. Without noticing, he pressed the mobile phone button to the maximum and threw it on the ground, making such a sound.
"Ah ~ ~ Godfather ~ ~ hurry up..."
Bo Qichen bent down slowly, picked up Bo Qin's mobile phone from the ground, saw the white scene on the screen, his face suddenly became gloomy, his sharp eyes looked at Bo Qin, as if he was going to kill him with a blade.
An hour later, Bo Qin, sweating, squatted in the garden outside, feeding mosquitoes as he walked. He almost cried and begged for mercy, "uncle, I'm wrong. I shouldn't be watching this kind of thing in your house. It doesn't matter if I'm wrong. I'm really guilty of damaging my brother."
"But second uncle, you have to be considerate of me! I'm young and have nowhere to release my energy. I can't compete with you! I'm not ascetic! You can't let me be a monk like you!"
Bo Qin was crying for mercy in the garden. Fu Bo couldn't bear to hear it in the living room. He could not help but respectfully plead with the man sitting on the sofa, "young master Biao seems to know that he was wrong, sir..."
"Let him in."
"Yes."
Bo Qin's legs were sour when he entered the door and knelt on the ground. He was bitter. What evil is this!
"Young, nowhere to be released?"
Suddenly, the man on the sofa lifted his eyes and glanced at him indifferently.
Bo Qin immediately knelt down and smiled at him. "Uncle, I said it for fun. Don't put it in your heart."
"I don't think you're joking."
Thin Qin was stunned.
"You're right. I really shouldn't force you to be like me."
Bo Qin breathed. What's the matter? His second uncle finally figured it out?
The man glanced at him and said, "you will take my place at the banquet near the city tomorrow."
“……”
the second day
Tang Qingge packed up water cups, bread, fruits and other war supplies that were enough to prepare for the kindergarten's one-day Cultural Festival. Just as he had prepared these things, he slipped his things downstairs and prepared to load them into the trunk. Suddenly, a familiar luxury car surrounded the fountain and drove towards her.