Put it down again.

"Drink quickly!"

Bo Qin stared at the fruit porridge in the bowl with a bitter face. It took him a long time to look up and have the courage to see his second uncle. He found that the other party seemed to have no taste. He scooped it into his mouth spoon by spoon, numb as an emotionless robot.

He looked back at Tang Qingge and wanted to cry.

What a mouth he has!

Finally, in order to survive, Bo Qin still insisted on drinking this bowl of fruit porridge into his stomach. On the sofa, Bo Qin supported a belly to eat and have no love.

After Tang Qingge packed up the dishes and chopsticks, he said goodbye to Bo Qichen.

Before leaving, she told him uneasily, "boss, you must not be overworked in the future. You feel it doesn't matter now that you are young, but you will know when you are old... Other old men can go to the square dance with their wife, but you can only sit in a wheelchair and watch your wife dance with others."

Bo Qin almost rolled down from the sofa.

Bo Qichen looked at her worried look, his eyebrows locked, as if he was saying how he was so disobedient and disobedient at all. It really broke her heart!

"No."

"Well? What won't?"

"I won't let her dance with others."

His eyes were dark, he was naturally overbearing, and he spoke words of great control.

It was dark outside. There were only a few scattered stars twinkling in the sky. It seemed as if starlight had escaped to his eyes and twinkled unexpectedly.

Tang Qingge's face suddenly turned red, as if he were talking to her, but she was not his wife. Why did he say such words to her.

And the look in his eyes is too provocative. Is it that the stars are too dim tonight and the edge is hidden in his eyes?

"I'm gone!"

Unable to withstand the lethality of the other party's eyes, Tang Qingge ran away.

Bo Qichen asked the driver to take her back. When the car went away and became a small black spot, he took back his sight. Bo Qin on the sofa turned over hard. His stomach was round like a pregnant woman of three months.

He didn't find his second uncle's eyes when he looked at Tang Qingge. Although there was some unspeakable emotion in his depression, Bo Qin felt it was necessary to remind his second uncle.

"Second uncle, do you really like Qingge baby?"

The man was silent.

Bo Qin sighed.

This kind of feeling that has a good feeling but can't be expressed clearly. Bo Qin feels sorry for him, and inexplicably feels that his second uncle is so poor. Brother Xi likes Tang Qingge and can say it, but his second uncle can't even mention it.

Like who is not good, why is she.

This problem is beyond Bo Qin's comprehension.

"What are you going to do with brother Xi?"

Bo Qichen raised his eyes and looked into the distance. There was a bit more complexity in his eyes. This matter became complicated and changeable because the person involved was his brother.

Lu Jingxi is gentle and can take care of people. He is good enough in dealing with people and things. He has been taking care of Tang Qingge abroad. On the contrary, he will only make her afraid.

No matter how you look at it, Tang Qingge may like Lu Jingxi.

Seeing his second uncle's lonely look, Bo Qin couldn't help biting his teeth and finally said, "Second uncle, I'll try my best to hide it from brother Xi. After all, Qingge baby doesn't seem clear here. If she likes brother Xi, second uncle, otherwise we'd better forget it. There's no grass in the world, isn't it! But if she really likes you, anyway, I'll support you and be scolded!"

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