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

What is called,

he is so

thing?
Bo Qingshan petrified on the spot, is there a mystery about his life experience?He seems to be the only one in the whole family who doesn't look like his own.

After the old lady beat him, she didn't pay attention to him anymore, she turned her head and squeezed Mama Wu's hand, "Quick, let them prepare the car, I'll go to the hospital to see."

"Old lady, it's so late, if you rush over like this, the third young master will be worried."

Wu Ma couldn't hold her back, she helped the old lady to go out, and she didn't forget to persuade her.

Han Che blocked the door, and said, "Yes, old lady, the young master guarded Miss Nan and Miss Qianqian out of the operating room in the hospital, and stayed in the ward for a long time. He came back with peace of mind after talking to the young master, and Miss Nan didn't wake up when you passed by right now, so it's really hard to see what's going on."

He had a humble posture and respectful words, but he didn't turn his body at all, just standing there, neither retreating nor giving way.

"Master, Miss Sissy is fine. I won't send you back if it's late. I'll come back tomorrow when I've rested. If you're really worried, it's not too late to go tomorrow."

The old lady looked at him seriously.

He is not as tall as Han Che, but the oppression between his eyebrows and eyes seems to be settled in his bones, and his aura is overwhelming. There is shrewdness in those eyes, and he quietly bows his head.

In the end, the old lady Bo stopped making trouble, she called Bo Yanqing's cell phone, and stopped after saying a few words.

"Have you eaten yet?" She asked Bo Qingshan.

Bo Qingshan was almost moved to tears, who said he had no place in the family.

"not yet."

"Let the kitchen heat up the dishes, and don't make any new dishes. I don't have an appetite. Just feed him some leftovers from lunch."

The implication is that even Yi Qinghuan is not staying as a guest.

After talking, let Wu Ma help her upstairs.

Bo Qingshan shook his body, shook his head again, and cried out mournfully, "God!"

He has just been kidnapped, and he only deserves to eat leftovers when he goes home!
Oh, and leftovers are better than nothing.

So Young Master Qingshan only felt sad for a second, and sat at the dining table calmly to eat dinner.

Just after taking two mouthfuls, the butler scooped up a bowl of duck soup and put it in front of him, bent down and said a few words to him. He stared at the stewed duck meat in the soup bowl, suddenly thought of something, and ran out.

Yi Qinghuan was about to leave.

"Aunt Yi."

Hearing the sound, Yi Qinghuan turned her head, closed the car door lightly and walked back, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"Not yet. I just had two bites. I thought of Aunt Yi. I heard that Aunt Yi is leaving. I'll come out to see you off. Grandma just got hit and she didn't greet her well. Don't worry about it."

Yi Qinghuan raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then smiled, "We haven't seen each other for a few years, and we at Qingshan know how to treat guests, who taught you these scenes?"

Bo Qingshan took a step back, avoiding Yi Qinghuan's hand reaching out to touch his forehead.

"Aunt Yi, it's not suitable."

Yi Qinghuan paused, and put down her hands, "I'm sorry, Aunt Yi offended."

"You're offending me. I went to the hot spring with Sister Jiaojiao yesterday happily. Uncle San took us there. Today, I insisted on riding a horse in the back mountain. Sister Jiaojiao accompanied me. We were kidnapped. The third uncle almost turned Rongcheng over, and finally someone found it. I was the only one who was good. Sister Jiaojiao was injured, and Qianqian had her stomach washed, but Grandma didn't know it yet, so the third uncle asked me I came back, but I didn't use a word of comfort, you showed Grandma the video of Houshan, what do you mean?"