Mr. Bo's meeting

Chapter 22 Did he fall in love with her?

The moment Yi Zuo spit out the food, Bo Zhongye's face turned dark.

Bo Zhongwen at the side immediately handed him the tissue on the table, Yi Zuo caught it with a guilty conscience, and felt that he had gone too far just now.

What my sister-in-law made is a pot of feces and I have to eat it.

Just not mentally prepared.

It's obviously selling well.

Why does it look like this when you eat it in your mouth? There is no salty taste at all, and it still feels so sweet. It is said to be sweet and sour, but the taste is so strange.

Seeing his reaction, Feng Qinqin was taken aback.

What's wrong with this, it's not delicious?
Or he has a unique taste, so he doesn't like to eat what she makes.

Just when she was struggling, Bo Zhongye took a piece of celery and put it in his mouth very calmly, showing no abnormality at all, Feng Qinqin was relieved, um, it must be that man's problem.

When the others saw that Bo Zhongye had put down his chopsticks, Bo Zhongwen picked up a piece of shrimp first, and as soon as he put it in his mouth, his expression changed.

Feng Qinqin was observing their expressions all the time, um, how should I describe it, it was the expression of eating shit.

Feng Qinqin did not describe it wrongly, she really had the expression of eating shit, thinking about the taste of sweet shrimp.

It's just that Bo Zhongwen didn't spit out the shrimp like Yi Zuo did, because the elder brother's eyes were so fierce, if he dared to spit it out, he can guarantee that the elder brother would not make him feel better.

It was swallowed alive.

Want to queasy.

If Feng Qinqin hadn't noticed something was wrong at this time, then she would be a fool.

Picking up the chopsticks with apprehension, he picked up a piece of celery and put it in his mouth.

The piece of celery just touched the tongue, the next second.

Eyeballs are popping out.

What is this taste!
Tears welled up in Feng Qinqin's eyes, she couldn't tell what it smelled like, just one word, strange!
Thinking of the can of sugar in the kitchen, Feng Qinqin frowned.

Could she be taking sugar as salt?
Feng Qinqin caught the shrimp again, but the result was naturally the same.

There is no need to pick up other dishes, they are all the same.

Looking at the table of dishes, Feng Qinqin sat on the chair dejectedly, the table of dishes was useless.

"Sorry, I seem to have misplaced something." Feng Qinqin raised her head, frowning deeply, "Why don't you wait a little longer, and I'll do it again, and it will be fine soon."

She came here just to eat the food she cooked, and it turned out like this, really drunk.

As she said that, Feng Qinqin bravely got up and got up to clean up the dishes, but just as her hand touched the plate, a broad hand grabbed her from behind, and her low voice contained a hint of displeasure.

"That's it, it's good, sit down and eat."

Hearing this, Feng Qinqin's hands stopped.

That's not bad?
She doesn't care, she can eat anything, but everyone else can't.

The other four people definitely couldn't let her do it again, and the big brother's terrifying gaze made her even more afraid.

"It's okay, we are all hungry, everything is delicious when we are hungry."

Bo Zhongwen said with a smile.

He didn't call sister-in-law like Zuo Liquan did, but it was wrong to call him anything else, so he had to say nothing.

Seeing this, Feng Qinqin could only sit down and eat with chopsticks.

On the whole, three quarters of the food on the table went into the stomachs of Feng Qinqin and Bo Zhongye, and the two of them ate a meal of candied celery, candied crayfish, candied sugar and so on, just like a regular meal.

The four of Yi Zuo looked at them, and they really didn't understand how their taste buds were structured. Can they eat such a meal?
Feng Qinqin also knew that they really couldn't eat any more, so she closed her eyes in embarrassment and said.

"Why don't you just drink some porridge, the porridge should be fine."

The porridge she cooks does not contain salt or sugar, so there must be no problem.

Hearing what she said, the few people were no longer pretentious, and they all went to serve porridge and drink porridge.

Feng Qinqin heaved a sigh of relief, and there was no further accident. Fortunately, there was no problem with the porridge.

After dinner, several people left in a hurry.

Finally sent them away, Feng Qinqin lowered his head to clean up the dishes, Wang Ma immediately stepped forward when she saw this, how dare she let Feng Qinqin clean up, today's appearance, it is obvious that Feng Qinqin is The position in the hearts of their young masters.

"Miss Feng, put me down and clean up."

Wang Ma took the bowls and chopsticks from Feng Qinqin's hand and began to tidy them up.

With nothing in her hands, Feng Qinqin stood aside awkwardly, thinking about today's events, she felt embarrassed.

Isn't it embarrassing?
Apart from embarrassment, she also didn't understand Bo Zhongye.

She will leave tomorrow, that is to say, there will be no relationship between the two from now on. Since there is no relationship, why does he want her to see his brother?

This is totally unnecessary.

That's why her heart is pounding now. Could it be that he has taken a fancy to her?
How can this be?

The more Feng Qinqin thought about it, the more confused she became, her two little hands were stirring, and she didn't notice that Bo Zhongye came to her side and knocked her on the head.

Feng Qinqin trembled, her eyelids trembled, and her big, watery eyes stared at the man in front of her.

"What do you think?"

"It's nothing."

Could she say it was because she thought he was in love with her narcissistically?

Bo Zhongye looked at her and didn't ask any more questions.

"Let's go upstairs."

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Upstairs, Bo Zhongye went to the bathroom to take a shower, Feng Qinqin took this time to pack up his things.

She doesn't have many things, just some clothes, a suitcase is enough, she came to the cloakroom, put her clothes into the suitcase one by one, and put the suitcase aside after packing, just in time to see Bo Zhongyela Open the bathroom door and come out.

The man was wearing a bathrobe, the front of the bathrobe was only slightly tied, and the roots of his hair were still dripping with water, sliding down his neck and onto his chest. The looming pectoral muscles were not weakened because they were hidden in the bathrobe. Less than half a point, but with a sense of mystery.

Feng Qinqin admitted that at that moment, she was fascinated by this handsome man.

Just, is this really good?
She is leaving tomorrow, so tonight he will show her a picture of a beautiful boy in the bath. This is a foul!
Bo Zhongye first glanced at the nympho girl, the corners of his mouth curled up, and the next second, when he saw the suitcase beside her, the corners of his mouth suddenly retracted.

Squinting his eyes and staring at the obstructive suitcase, Bo Zhongye was very upset.

Was she in such a hurry to leave?
Seeing the man's face changing faster than the weather, Feng Qinqin's heart tightened.

What's up with him?
Feng Qinqin walked over tremblingly, holding the corner of his bathrobe with trembling little hands, raised his small face, looked at him with moist eyes, and a mosquito-like voice sounded in the bedroom.

"what happened to you?"

Bo Zhongye grabbed her hand, pulled and tugged, and pulled her into his arms.

A drop of water slipped from her head and landed on Feng Qinqin's face.

cold.

　Mr. Bo was angry.

　　Asking for paperwork, asking for collection, um, Qianqian went to the code word to save the manuscript
　　
　
(End of this chapter)