The cool night of the stars promise you a lifetime

Under normal circumstances, song Xingliang will not be too good to others.

Unless it's someone very close.

It was the first time for Bo yeshen, who had seen only two sides, to work so hard.

Considering that she had to stay at Bo's house before graduating from college, song Xingliang was kind enough to help Bo yeshen.

She also had a hunch that the life of thin night should not be in a wheelchair all day, nor should it be like this

Thinking of this, song Xingliang took a look at the time and went out to let Bo Ye sink in.

Thin night sink or take a bath.

After cleaning out, song Xingliang has fallen asleep.

Thin night Shen wiped his wet hair and looked at the heartless little girl with great pressure.

The little girl buried herself in bed, her long hair spread behind her, revealing her delicate and beautiful face.

Her skin is so delicate that she can't see her pores.

She is wearing loose pajamas, revealing obvious clavicle lines. Her development is also excellent. She is small and exquisite, concave and convex, and the places where she should grow are perfect.

Thin night sank down and didn't get out of control to have a reaction. He just felt that the little girl was very painful.

He lay next to song Xingliang. Without any accident again, he soon fell asleep.

morning.

Every time song Xingliang wakes up, Bo yeshen is not in bed.

Bo yeshen is a person with terrible self-discipline in his living habits.

Song Xingliang yawned, got up and opened the curtains to let the sun come in.

She likes the cool style of decoration, not the dark style.

After staying here for a long time, I will inevitably feel a little depressed.

Seeing that the sun penetrated the whole corner, song Xingliang clapped his hands with satisfaction.

She went to the bathroom to wash, put on her school uniform, took her schoolbag and went downstairs.

Song Xingliang's schoolbag is light every day. The teacher asked her to take the book home, but she didn't take it.

All the books and textbooks add up to more than a dozen. She's not stupid. How can she recite them honestly?

Even those honest students in the classroom just recited the textbooks assigned by the teacher that day.

They are all students, not children, who can self-discipline themselves.

The teacher will not explain everything.

Downstairs, breakfast is ready.

Bo yeshen was already sitting in his chair and began to eat.

She walked slowly downstairs.

The breakfast at Dijin platinum palace is very formal Chinese food.

There are small steamed buns, raw frying, porridge and all kinds of dishes.

Such collocation, placed on the table, makes people look and feel pleasing to the eye.

Song Xingliang likes porridge best.

I don't know how the cook does it.

The porridge is delicious, soft and glutinous. It's not delicious with refreshing dishes.

Song Xingliang is not a foodie, and he is still conquered by his cooking skills.

"Young madam." the housekeeper called respectfully.

"Good morning." Song Xingliang nodded slightly and sat next to Bo yeshen.

Bo yeshen had almost eaten and sat in his seat looking at her.

She waved to Bo yeshen, saying hello.

Halfway through the meal, Bo yeshen pushed over a check.

Song Xingliang didn't put down the spoon, but also took chopsticks and put them into the bowl to stir. She asked suspiciously, "what is it?"

"The bride price was sent by grandma early in the morning." thin night said faintly.

Yan Ruyi likes this little girl very much. She will naturally agree to this little request.

Song Xingliang raised his eyes and glanced at the check in front of him. The face value of the check was

Fifty million!