Mr. Bo is paranoid

Chapter 418 Xia Qingbao's Body ([-])

At the beginning, I turned around and saw her: "Sister Xiangsi, why are you here? Have you eaten yet?"

"Would you like me to cook you snail rice noodles?" At the beginning, I wanted to express myself: "I'm good at cooking noodles."

Bo Xiangsi had a disgusted face: "No, I've already eaten."

She remembered that when she was in middle school, a classmate with a good relationship took her to eat snail noodles.

She hated it very much, and couldn't get used to the smell, so she didn't eat it, and the classmate ate two bowls by herself.

At the beginning, I was a little disappointed, she still had nine packs left.

Later, go over and deliver two packages to Mr. Huo's housekeeper uncle, by the way, and Mr. Song Jinchu who lives next door.

After cooking the noodles at the beginning, she came out with the big noodle bowl, and Bo Simo put a fried egg for her, as well as some sliced ​​meat and vegetables.

At the beginning, I couldn't finish eating, so I ran to the kitchen to get the bowls and chopsticks, intending to share some of the lovesickness.

"Sister Xiangsi, just eat a little, it's very delicious."

Bo Xiangsi continued to be disgusted: "Don't eat."

After thinking about it, I felt that this was too inhumane.

At the beginning, I was only with my younger brother today. What if I became unhappy, I thought that her elder sister didn't like her.

Bo Xiangsi had an expression of resignation to death: "Then I'll eat a little."

She took the chopsticks in Chu's hand, picked them here and there, and finally picked up a stick of powder, which seemed to be pretty good.

Then eat a sour bamboo shoot, it has an indescribably strange smell, and it is surprisingly fragrant.

"Is it delicious?" Chu Shi blinked his eyes.

Bo Xiangsi held the bowl: "It's delicious."

She looked at the bowl at the beginning: "Is there any more? I'll cook a pack."

At the beginning, there was joy on his face: "Yes."

She pointed to the shopping bag not far away: "It's all in there."

Bo Xiangsi finished the powder in the bowl, and drank all the soup.

She went to get a packet of powder into the kitchen.

Bao Simo next to him: "..." It's over, the two in the family have been poisoned.

He sat across from Chu Shi, and ate the bowl of noodles gracefully, and he also ate most of the takeaway that Chu Shi ordered.

After they finished eating, the Bocacia powder was also cooked.

At the beginning, I decided to go out to digest food and give snail noodles to people by the way.

She went to Song Jinchu's house first, and when she looked at the door, there were servants inside.

There are only a few people living in Xanadu, and the servants also know her: "Miss Chu."

"Is Mr. Song here?" Chu Shi shook the plastic bag in his hand: "I'll give him something for Song."

Not long after, Song Jinchu, dressed in black home clothes and flip-flops, came out.

"Xiao Ah Shi is here. I saw you and Simo's circle of friends today." Song Jinchu felt a little sad for some reason. The two best friends around him had the sour smell of love, and he was the only one exuding it. With the fragrance of a single dog.

The next second, he covered his nose and jumped a few steps back: "Are you here to give me shit?"

At the beginning, he gave him a supercilious look: "The one who delivered the noodles is very delicious, you can try it."

She walked outside for a while, and the smell had dissipated.

It's not as smelly as it is said. At first, I felt that Song Jinchu was following suit.

She gave him the bag: "I have to go to Mr. Huo's house."

After a pause for a few seconds, she asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Huo? Did you go to see him today?"

Song Jinchu didn't have the nerve to refuse, so he took the bag over, thinking about whoever the servant at home liked, so he would give it to someone.

"I went there at noon, and it's still the same. Fortunately, I'm willing to eat."

Song Jinchu was depressed: "Where is Xia Qingbao's hometown?"

Huo Sinian never stopped looking for someone, but Xia Qingbao seemed to disappear out of thin air. In the past, this person also seemed to suddenly disappear, and there was no news at all.

(End of this chapter)