Chapter 445
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Thin night looking at Cen Huiqiu for a long time, think of the time Su Qi said that there is no fear of words.
"Isn't Tang Shi single? Why can't I go after her? "
Why not?
The man gathered his eyebrows, and a trace of complex emotion flashed through his eyes. Then he said to Cen Huiqiu, "Mom, you've packed the soup."
CEN Huiqiu was stunned, "what are you doing? Do you want to bring a bento
"No
Bo Ye seemed to wake up suddenly and gave her mother a rare smile. "I'll send the soup to your little grandson now."
When Cen Huiqiu knew what Bo Ye was going to do, she immediately blushed and said, "OK, ok You wait for me for a while, but what else do you like to eat? Shall I make him a salad? By the way, you must give him that necklace... "
"Well, I remember them all. Don't make it too much. It'll be a bit messy. Just pigeon soup. "
"Good, good." CEN Huiqiu repeatedly should be next, after a while with a insulation Bento out, "on the road careful ah."
"Well."
Bo ye went out with a thermos bucket, then got on the car and went straight to the Tang poetry home in Baicheng.
******
at seven o'clock that night, the door of Jiang Qi's house was knocked. Jiang Qi brushed her teeth and went to open the door in her pajamas. As soon as the door opened, she saw Bo Ye standing outside, with a beautiful face, a stiff suit and a bag in her hand. She almost sprayed toothpaste foam on Bo Ye's face.
"I I depend on... "
Jiang Qi was startled, almost swallowed the toothpaste, rushed back to the toilet, gargled, wiped his mouth and ran out again, brushing the floor and standing outside the door. His eyes were a little alert, "you What are you doing here? "
The others were still in the room and didn't hear anything here.
Bo Ye was not embarrassed to find that it was Jiang Qi. Anyway, he had no grudge against Jiang Qi, so he put the thermos bucket and the jewelry box into Jiang Qi '. In that box is the birthday present she prepared for Weiwei. Help me to hand it over. "
Jiang Qi widened his eyes and felt that the things in his hand were heavy. He murmured inconceivably, "are you still thin night?"
Bo Ye was asked by Jiang Qi with a smile, "what's the matter?"
"Hiss -" Jiang Qi gasped, "you were merciless to our Tang poetry at the beginning. How can you treat her well now? Do you want to get back together? "
"Yes."
Bo Yeda admits.
Jiang Qi said to himself, "you You're going to rebel, aren't you! I'll take it. Don't appear in the eyes of Tang poetry. It's bad for her
This sentence is a bit irritating, thin night frowned, just want to say something, inside the Tang poetry led Tang Wei out, at a glance saw thin night standing at the door.
Tang Wei's eyes widened and he thought that he had gone to hell. After parting with Boye, they went back to Baicheng. Boye's family was in Haicheng. How did they show up at their door again?
However, shocked to be shocked, the little boy was calm and mature enough to shout, "good evening, Bo Shao, what can I do for you?"
Bo Ye took a look at Jiang Qi and Tang poetry on one side of his eyes. He chose to say truthfully, "my mother stewed some soup for you and your mother, so I sent it here."
Just for a pot of soup, specially from Haicheng to Baicheng?
Do you have watt in your head! Is this what the crazy and cool Bo Ye will do!
Tang Wei and Tang Shi look at each other and feel unbelievable, but Bo Ye has all been sent to the door, not to mention the soup made by Cen Huiqiu. Tang Shi doesn't have to have trouble with the food, so he comes forward and takes the things from Jiang Qi's hand and whispers, "then tell aunt for me, thank her."
"Good."
Bo Ye looks at Tang poetry and accepts things. He relaxes slightly and feels sad.
Only when she had no feeling for him could she face him so freely, without any resistance or embarrassment. If she had faced the thin night in Tang poetry before, she would have put up all her thorns to guard against it.
Bo Ye has all kinds of tastes in his heart, but he can't describe what this feeling is. Tang Wei found the box of jewelry, opened it and exclaimed, "Wow, is it for me?"
"Well, it's from Grandma."
Thin night looked at Tang one eye, "don't throw it, it's OK, grandma ordered it for you before, haven't found a chance to give you."
"It doesn't matter. Grandma gave it to me. I want it."
Tang Weili put the necklace on.
But Bo Ye thought of the pile of birthday gifts he had given him, which had been turned into ashes and buried in the garbage can.
A man's Adam's apple moves up and down. It turns out that only when there is a contrast can he feel more ironic.
Later, after delivering things, Bo Ye said good night. Tang Shi and Tang Wei responded to him at the same time. Closing the door, the man turned and left. His back looked like the last person in the world.But in the room, Jiang Qi closed the door, turned to look at Tang poetry, and then grabbed the thermos bucket in her hand, "it's just midnight!"
Tang Shi laughed and didn't speak. When several people sat at the table, Han rang was hooked by the fragrance, "OK, you open a small stove behind my back."
See pigeon soup when Han let Leng Leng, "where did you come from the night?"
Jiang Qi blinked mysteriously, "I'm afraid you don't believe it. Bo ye sent it in the middle of the night."
Han rang patted his thigh, obviously not believing, "you can pull it down! Bo Ye can also specially deliver soup, unless his brain is squeezed by the door I'm sorry... "
Later, when he looked at Tang poetry and Tang's sincere face, his mind hummed, "is it really thin night?"
Tang Wei nodded, "just left, and said hello."
Han rang strode over and looked up and down at Tang poetry. "What do you want to do, Bo Ye? Is it a detour strategy? The soup is delicious, baby. Let me have a drink
"Virtue." Jiang Qi smiles and scoops a mouthful of soup into Han rang's mouth. After the chef drinks it, he comments, "however, the soup tastes delicious and is quite delicious."
"But --" Han rang immediately changed the subject, "why did Bo ye give you something to eat in the middle of the night? It's across a city. It's not like a thin night. "
Tang Shi looked up at the night outside the window and murmured, "people can change..." Just like she was so afraid of thin night at the beginning, but now things have changed, and she has grown so calm to accept it.
Jiang Qi was still worried about whether Tang poetry would be moved by Bo Ye. Now he can rest assured.
The heart of Tang poetry is empty. How can we be moved?
Bo Ye has changed, and he knows how to respect and protect, but Tang poetry has long been different from that one.
Between them, they are always missing.
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Thin night looking at Cen Huiqiu for a long time, think of the time Su Qi said that there is no fear of words.
"Isn't Tang Shi single? Why can't I go after her? "
Why not?
The man gathered his eyebrows, and a trace of complex emotion flashed through his eyes. Then he said to Cen Huiqiu, "Mom, you've packed the soup."
CEN Huiqiu was stunned, "what are you doing? Do you want to bring a bento
"No
Bo Ye seemed to wake up suddenly and gave her mother a rare smile. "I'll send the soup to your little grandson now."
When Cen Huiqiu knew what Bo Ye was going to do, she immediately blushed and said, "OK, ok You wait for me for a while, but what else do you like to eat? Shall I make him a salad? By the way, you must give him that necklace... "
"Well, I remember them all. Don't make it too much. It'll be a bit messy. Just pigeon soup. "
"Good, good." CEN Huiqiu repeatedly should be next, after a while with a insulation Bento out, "on the road careful ah."
"Well."
Bo ye went out with a thermos bucket, then got on the car and went straight to the Tang poetry home in Baicheng.
******
at seven o'clock that night, the door of Jiang Qi's house was knocked. Jiang Qi brushed her teeth and went to open the door in her pajamas. As soon as the door opened, she saw Bo Ye standing outside, with a beautiful face, a stiff suit and a bag in her hand. She almost sprayed toothpaste foam on Bo Ye's face.
"I I depend on... "
Jiang Qi was startled, almost swallowed the toothpaste, rushed back to the toilet, gargled, wiped his mouth and ran out again, brushing the floor and standing outside the door. His eyes were a little alert, "you What are you doing here? "
The others were still in the room and didn't hear anything here.
Bo Ye was not embarrassed to find that it was Jiang Qi. Anyway, he had no grudge against Jiang Qi, so he put the thermos bucket and the jewelry box into Jiang Qi '. In that box is the birthday present she prepared for Weiwei. Help me to hand it over. "
Jiang Qi widened his eyes and felt that the things in his hand were heavy. He murmured inconceivably, "are you still thin night?"
Bo Ye was asked by Jiang Qi with a smile, "what's the matter?"
"Hiss -" Jiang Qi gasped, "you were merciless to our Tang poetry at the beginning. How can you treat her well now? Do you want to get back together? "
"Yes."
Bo Yeda admits.
Jiang Qi said to himself, "you You're going to rebel, aren't you! I'll take it. Don't appear in the eyes of Tang poetry. It's bad for her
This sentence is a bit irritating, thin night frowned, just want to say something, inside the Tang poetry led Tang Wei out, at a glance saw thin night standing at the door.
Tang Wei's eyes widened and he thought that he had gone to hell. After parting with Boye, they went back to Baicheng. Boye's family was in Haicheng. How did they show up at their door again?
However, shocked to be shocked, the little boy was calm and mature enough to shout, "good evening, Bo Shao, what can I do for you?"
Bo Ye took a look at Jiang Qi and Tang poetry on one side of his eyes. He chose to say truthfully, "my mother stewed some soup for you and your mother, so I sent it here."
Just for a pot of soup, specially from Haicheng to Baicheng?
Do you have watt in your head! Is this what the crazy and cool Bo Ye will do!
Tang Wei and Tang Shi look at each other and feel unbelievable, but Bo Ye has all been sent to the door, not to mention the soup made by Cen Huiqiu. Tang Shi doesn't have to have trouble with the food, so he comes forward and takes the things from Jiang Qi's hand and whispers, "then tell aunt for me, thank her."
"Good."
Bo Ye looks at Tang poetry and accepts things. He relaxes slightly and feels sad.
Only when she had no feeling for him could she face him so freely, without any resistance or embarrassment. If she had faced the thin night in Tang poetry before, she would have put up all her thorns to guard against it.
Bo Ye has all kinds of tastes in his heart, but he can't describe what this feeling is. Tang Wei found the box of jewelry, opened it and exclaimed, "Wow, is it for me?"
"Well, it's from Grandma."
Thin night looked at Tang one eye, "don't throw it, it's OK, grandma ordered it for you before, haven't found a chance to give you."
"It doesn't matter. Grandma gave it to me. I want it."
Tang Weili put the necklace on.
But Bo Ye thought of the pile of birthday gifts he had given him, which had been turned into ashes and buried in the garbage can.
A man's Adam's apple moves up and down. It turns out that only when there is a contrast can he feel more ironic.
Later, after delivering things, Bo Ye said good night. Tang Shi and Tang Wei responded to him at the same time. Closing the door, the man turned and left. His back looked like the last person in the world.But in the room, Jiang Qi closed the door, turned to look at Tang poetry, and then grabbed the thermos bucket in her hand, "it's just midnight!"
Tang Shi laughed and didn't speak. When several people sat at the table, Han rang was hooked by the fragrance, "OK, you open a small stove behind my back."
See pigeon soup when Han let Leng Leng, "where did you come from the night?"
Jiang Qi blinked mysteriously, "I'm afraid you don't believe it. Bo ye sent it in the middle of the night."
Han rang patted his thigh, obviously not believing, "you can pull it down! Bo Ye can also specially deliver soup, unless his brain is squeezed by the door I'm sorry... "
Later, when he looked at Tang poetry and Tang's sincere face, his mind hummed, "is it really thin night?"
Tang Wei nodded, "just left, and said hello."
Han rang strode over and looked up and down at Tang poetry. "What do you want to do, Bo Ye? Is it a detour strategy? The soup is delicious, baby. Let me have a drink
"Virtue." Jiang Qi smiles and scoops a mouthful of soup into Han rang's mouth. After the chef drinks it, he comments, "however, the soup tastes delicious and is quite delicious."
"But --" Han rang immediately changed the subject, "why did Bo ye give you something to eat in the middle of the night? It's across a city. It's not like a thin night. "
Tang Shi looked up at the night outside the window and murmured, "people can change..." Just like she was so afraid of thin night at the beginning, but now things have changed, and she has grown so calm to accept it.
Jiang Qi was still worried about whether Tang poetry would be moved by Bo Ye. Now he can rest assured.
The heart of Tang poetry is empty. How can we be moved?
Bo Ye has changed, and he knows how to respect and protect, but Tang poetry has long been different from that one.
Between them, they are always missing.
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Thin night looking at Cen Huiqiu for a long time, think of the time Su Qi said that there is no fear of words. "Isn't Tang Shi single? Why can't I go after her? " Why not? The man gathered his eyebrows, and a trace of complex emotion flashed through his eyes. Then he said to Cen Huiqiu, "Mom, you've packed the soup." CEN Huiqiu was stunned, "what are you doing? Do you want to bring a bento "No Bo Ye seemed to wake up suddenly and gave her mother a rare smile. "I'll send the soup to your little grandson now." When Cen Huiqiu knew what Bo Ye was going to do, she immediately blushed and said, "OK, ok You wait for me for a while, but what else do you like to eat? Shall I make him a salad? By the way, you must give him that necklace... " "Well, I remember them all. Don't make it too much. It'll be a bit messy. Just pigeon soup. " "Good, good." CEN Huiqiu repeatedly should be next, after a while with a insulation Bento out, "on the road careful ah." "Well." Bo ye went out with a thermos bucket, then got on the car and went straight to the Tang poetry home in Baicheng. ******at seven o'clock that night, the door of Jiang Qi's house was knocked. Jiang Qi brushed her teeth and went to open the door in her pajamas. As soon as the door opened, she saw Bo Ye standing outside, with a beautiful face, a stiff suit and a bag in her hand. She almost sprayed toothpaste foam on Bo Ye's face. "I I depend on... " Jiang Qi was startled, almost swallowed the toothpaste, rushed back to the toilet, gargled, wiped his mouth and ran out again, brushing the floor and standing outside the door. His eyes were a little alert, "you What are you doing here? " The others were still in the room and didn't hear anything here. Bo Ye was not embarrassed to find that it was Jiang Qi. Anyway, he had no grudge against Jiang Qi, so he put the thermos bucket and the jewelry box into Jiang Qi '. In that box is the birthday present she prepared for Weiwei. Help me to hand it over. " Jiang Qi widened his eyes and felt that the things in his hand were heavy. He murmured inconceivably, "are you still thin night?" Bo Ye was asked by Jiang Qi with a smile, "what's the matter?" "Hiss -" Jiang Qi gasped, "you were merciless to our Tang poetry at the beginning. How can you treat her well now? Do you want to get back together? " "Yes." Bo Yeda admits. Jiang Qi said to himself, "you You're going to rebel, aren't you! I'll take it. Don't appear in the eyes of Tang poetry. It's bad for her This sentence is a bit irritating, thin night frowned, just want to say something, inside the Tang poetry led Tang Wei out, at a glance saw thin night standing at the door. Tang Wei's eyes widened and he thought that he had gone to hell. After parting with Boye, they went back to Baicheng. Boye's family was in Haicheng. How did they show up at their door again? However, shocked to be shocked, the little boy was calm and mature enough to shout, "good evening, Bo Shao, what can I do for you?" Bo Ye took a look at Jiang Qi and Tang poetry on one side of his eyes. He chose to say truthfully, "my mother stewed some soup for you and your mother, so I sent it here." Just for a pot of soup, specially from Haicheng to Baicheng? Do you have watt in your head! Is this what the crazy and cool Bo Ye will do! Tang Wei and Tang Shi look at each other and feel unbelievable, but Bo Ye has all been sent to the door, not to mention the soup made by Cen Huiqiu. Tang Shi doesn't have to have trouble with the food, so he comes forward and takes the things from Jiang Qi's hand and whispers, "then tell aunt for me, thank her." "Good." Bo Ye looks at Tang poetry and accepts things. He relaxes slightly and feels sad. Only when she had no feeling for him could she face him so freely, without any resistance or embarrassment. If she had faced the thin night in Tang poetry before, she would have put up all her thorns to guard against it. Bo Ye has all kinds of tastes in his heart, but he can't describe what this feeling is. Tang Wei found the box of jewelry, opened it and exclaimed, "Wow, is it for me?" "Well, it's from Grandma." Thin night looked at Tang one eye, "don't throw it, it's OK, grandma ordered it for you before, haven't found a chance to give you." "It doesn't matter. Grandma gave it to me. I want it." Tang Weili put the necklace on. But Bo Ye thought of the pile of birthday gifts he had given him, which had been turned into ashes and buried in the garbage can. A man's Adam's apple moves up and down. It turns out that only when there is a contrast can he feel more ironic. Later, after delivering things, Bo Ye said good night. Tang Shi and Tang Wei responded to him at the same time. Closing the door, the man turned and left. His back looked like the last person in the world.But in the room, Jiang Qi closed the door, turned to look at Tang poetry, and then grabbed the thermos bucket in her hand, "it's just midnight!" Tang Shi laughed and didn't speak. When several people sat at the table, Han rang was hooked by the fragrance, "OK, you open a small stove behind my back." See pigeon soup when Han let Leng Leng, "where did you come from the night?" Jiang Qi blinked mysteriously, "I'm afraid you don't believe it. Bo ye sent it in the middle of the night." Han rang patted his thigh, obviously not believing, "you can pull it down! Bo Ye can also specially deliver soup, unless his brain is squeezed by the door I'm sorry... " Later, when he looked at Tang poetry and Tang's sincere face, his mind hummed, "is it really thin night?" Tang Wei nodded, "just left, and said hello." Han rang strode over and looked up and down at Tang poetry. "What do you want to do, Bo Ye? Is it a detour strategy? The soup is delicious, baby. Let me have a drink "Virtue." Jiang Qi smiles and scoops a mouthful of soup into Han rang's mouth. After the chef drinks it, he comments, "however, the soup tastes delicious and is quite delicious." "But --" Han rang immediately changed the subject, "why did Bo ye give you something to eat in the middle of the night? It's across a city. It's not like a thin night. " Tang Shi looked up at the night outside the window and murmured, "people can change..." Just like she was so afraid of thin night at the beginning, but now things have changed, and she has grown so calm to accept it. Jiang Qi was still worried about whether Tang poetry would be moved by Bo Ye. Now he can rest assured. The heart of Tang poetry is empty. How can we be moved? Bo Ye has changed, and he knows how to respect and protect, but Tang poetry has long been different from that one. Between them, they are always missing. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
