The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 1937 She can’t drink
Lu Zhenzhen: "Forget it, you can't see anyone else in your eyes."

As soon as Bo Yanqing sat down, he got up again, took a pair of serving chopsticks, and divided the chicken wings one by one. In the end, there were two left on the plate. He didn't ask the other two men on the table, and reluctantly put the chicken wings in his own bowl.

"What about mine?"

Jiang Yu came over slowly, "Forget it, I'm old. You think it's okay that I don't like sweets."

Bo Yanqing quickly handed over the two chicken wings, "Mr. Jiang, I haven't touched them yet, and the bowl is clean. You can try it."

"Oh." Jiang Yumo responded emotionally, sat down naturally on the host's seat, opened the jar of roasting knives he was carrying, poured two bowls first, and handed one bowl to Lu Zhenzhen.

But before Lu Zhenzhen stretched out his hand to catch it, the wine bowl was taken away by Nan Jiaojiao, "She can't drink."

Jiang Yu squinted his eyes and glanced lightly at Lu Zhenzhen. He made a guess in his mind and smiled without forcing it.

After dividing the chicken wings, the atmosphere was finally normal, and the meal was enjoyed by both guests and host.

After Jiang Yu had eaten, she went back to her medicine garden. She never had so many rules, and she didn't have the principle that guests should accompany the host. She just stopped by to have dinner, and she didn't want to stay with young people. Before leaving, , she deliberately walked around behind Lu Zhenzhen, grabbed her hand and felt her pulse, and then patted Lu Zhenzhen on the shoulder without leaving a word.

On the other side, the hospital.

After Nan Jiaojiao left, Song Yuan got angry and threw whatever he had in his hands. Mrs. Song asked two servants to carry the coffee table away to avoid losing the food on the table.

She didn't try to persuade her, so she took the white rice from her servant and sat down to eat.

Song Yuan lost her temper and was not dissuaded. The anger in her heart accumulated more and more, so swollen that her chest almost exploded.

"I really can't stand it. Why does she treat me so badly?" Mrs. Song ignored her. No matter what Song Yuan said, she just listened but didn't say anything. She finished her meal slowly, then she got up and walked to the sofa. "Why are you so anxious? Didn't she say she would come tomorrow? Why do you have to detain her here?"

"I just don't want her to go back and make out with Brother Bo!"

Mrs. Song sneered: "Can you stop me?"

Song Yuan's eyes trembled fiercely, she lowered her head and covered her eyes, crying, "It's so unbearable. I can't control myself in front of Nan Jiaojiao. She always stimulates me."

Mrs. Song sighed, after all, it was her daughter, and it hurt to see her like this, so she sat down and held her hand, "I went to Bo's house today."

Song Yuan suddenly raised her head, with tears still hanging on her face, "Really? Did you meet Grandma Bo? What did she say?"

"The old lady didn't refuse. She was very enthusiastic. She said that as long as you need it, she can let you stay until you recover."

Song Yuan beamed with joy, "That's great, can we live there tomorrow?"

Mrs. Song frowned and couldn't help but poke her daughter's head, "You, you, you can't hear the good words. These are polite words. The old lady may not welcome you. She agreed on the surface, but in fact she was saying reject."

Song Yuan didn't understand, "But didn't she say that I'm welcome to come over at any time?"

"Do you need to understand it in three words? If you really want to live in it, you have to be shameless and pretend to be dumbfounded."

"But I can't control that much anymore. Just pretend to be stupid!" Song Yuan's head got hot and she really didn't care.

Mrs. Song said: "Who is Mrs. Bo? With all her life experience, she can figure out the other person's nature at just one glance. If you still can't control your emotions, if you make two troubles in the Bo family, what will happen to the Bo family?" Door, you can’t get in at all.”