Bo Zhiwu looked at Lu Chenzhou solemnly. She said, "there is not much work to do. It is better to make trouble than anyone else."

In this sentence, is full of dislike.

Lu Chenzhou looked at her in amazement. Is she hating herself?

Bo Zhiwu stares at him and hums, "what are you looking at? It's you."

Her ferocious appearance made the boat sink a little aggrieved.

Trouble? What's wrong with him?! Do you want to eat the fried mushroom? How did it become trouble?

Ji Jiayan thought it was funny. He took a look at the sunken boat and whispered to him, "clean up well."

Said, then picked up Si Nian, the room rest.

Lu Chenzhou watched them leave, his eyes full of indignation. Finally, endure and endure, or obediently picked up the broom to clean themselves.

He was born with a spoon in his mouth. He was ordered by Bo Zhiwu to clean up the mess. If this is the case, let the front page newspaper reporter see, not necessarily how to scribble!

Anger returns to anger, but the work that should be done still has to be done.

At dusk, the clouds are particularly intoxicating, and the gorgeous colors exude the beauty almost in full bloom.

Ji Jiayan is preparing for dinner. Bo Zhiwu nests in the cane chair on the swing, drawing a sketch in boredom.

In fact, she is not good at drawing. But Mrs. Zhen's is very good. Perhaps with the idea that "dragon begets dragon, Phoenix begets Phoenix, and mouse's son can make holes", Bo Zhiwu still seriously studied painting.

In front of the cane chair on the swing, there is a rose blossom just in time. With her shoes on the ground, she curled up on the swing, bent her head and quietly waved her pen.

Lu Chenzhou is looking for her. After looking around, she can only focus on the cane chair on the swing.

He walked to the thin woven fog, sat down and then said, "how are you here? I've been looking for you for a long time

Bo Zhiwu whispered, "I just want to draw something to kill time."

Lu Chenzhou was a little curious. He said with a smile, "can you draw?"

In his impression, Bo Zhiwu can't draw.

Bo Zhiwu raised her eyes and looked at him with a slanted head. The look seemed to be saying, are you questioning me?

She pouted and said, "of course!"

"Who taught you?" Lu asked

Bo Zhiwu laughed, and the expression on her face looked a little proud, "who else but my mother would teach me?"

Yes, Mrs. Zhen is a famous painter in the circle. There is no big problem in teaching Bo Zhiwu to draw.

Lu Chenzhou looked down at the paintings on the drawing board. A man's familiar face came into view.

Lu Shen's smile disappeared.

What is in the picture is not others, but Ji Jiayan. He is gentle and quiet in Bo Zhiwu's works, revealing his gentle breath.

His brow is dim a bit, perhaps some are not willing to accept this matter. It's Ji Jiayan again. Does she really like him so much?

Lu Chenzhou didn't open his head and turned to the topic and asked her, "Xiangyi and Si Nian want to go to the swimming pool after dinner. Are you coming?"

Bo Zhiwu thought for a moment. She looked at the sinking boat and said, "I'll go when I step on the water. I won't go swimming."

She was afraid of choking on the pool water.

Lu Chenzhou laughed and said, "whatever you want." With that, he also fondly rubbed the thin weaving mist's hair

thin weaving fog mumbled, "don't move my hair."

Lu Chenzhou raised his lips when he heard her say so.

When Ji Jiayan was ready, he came to call Bo Zhiwu and Lu Chenzhou.

Dinner is made in Chinese. There is a dish that thin weave fog likes to eat. Sweet and sour spareribs, spicy crayfish.

Bo Zhiwu took a sip of the juice and praised it. "Jiayan's cooking is getting better and better."

Ji Jiayan saw that Bo Zhiwu didn't move her chopsticks at noon, so she guessed that she probably liked spicy food, so the seasoning was a little heavy at night.

However, there are appropriate and Si Nian in, he divided two pots. A pot of spicy crayfish, a pot of garlic crayfish.

Lu Chenzhou peeled the shrimp for her. Listening to Bo Zhiwu's praise of Ji Jiayan, he was a little jealous and said, "why don't you praise me?"

Bo Zhiwu glanced at him and asked, "do you still need praise? It's good that you don't get other people's blood smeared every day. "

When a sunken boat throws down the shrimp in his hand, he has to give up. "Peel yourself."

There was a little impatience in the tone.

Bo Zhiwu glanced at him and murmured, "peel yourself. What's great? I didn't ask you to peel it for me

Lu Chenzhou choked at her words. He looked at her and said, "you?"

The haze rolled his eyes at him. Ji Jiayan low smile two, he give thin weave fog carefully peel shrimp, "eat."

Bo Zhiwu ate shrimp in her mouth and said with a vague smile, "thank you."After hearing this, Lu Chenzhou was not reconciled to this. Although he said that he would not peel shrimp from the thin woven fog, he could not see Ji Jiayan's kindness to the thin woven fog.

Then, he picked up the shrimp and began to peel the thin woven fog.

Bo Zhiwu glanced at Lu Chenzhou, who coaxed her with a smile, "eat shrimp."

Thin woven fog can't help laughing. Afraid that Xiangyi and Sinian will get sick if they eat too much spicy food, she gives the shrimp with garlic that Ji Jiayan peeled for herself, and gives it to Xiangyi and Sinian.

"Would you like this

Xiangyi shook his head, wearing disposable plastic gloves, lobster in his mouth, lips dipped in sauce.

Thin Zhiwu looked at her greedy kitten and was amused. She took out some paper towels and handed them to Lu Chenzhou. She said, "you should wipe her."

Lu Chenzhou shrugged his shoulders. "I don't want her mother here."

Bo Zhiwu was a little angry. She kicked Xialu Chengzhou's calf and said, "sooner or later you will be lazy to death!"

After wiping the sauce on the corner of Xiangyi's mouth, Shi Nian was gasping for breath. Then he took up the cup and drank the juice into his stomach.

Seeing his appearance, Bo Zhiwu frowned and said with a smile, "isn't it very spicy?"

Si Nian chicken pecked rice and nodded. Thin weaving fog, "tut" a sound, some regret why Lu Sinian eat so spicy.

She took some vegetables for Lu Sinian and said, "then don't eat this. You'll have a stomachache."

Si Nian nodded obediently, and without waiting for the thin weaving fog to act, he took some cold dishes and said with a clever smile, "brother, eat this."

Thin weaving mist caught sight of Xiangyi bowl is full of spicy, she frowned and asked: "is Xiangyi not afraid of spicy?"

Lu Chenzhou shook his head. "I like spicy food."

I don't know if it is with the thin weaving fog, but also can eat spicy. Just a year, but I can't stop drinking juice.

Thin weaving fog helpless smile, "this is strange, clearly is the brother and sister how one can eat spicy, one can not eat spicy."

Ji Jiayan said with a smile, "from a biological point of view, there is not much connection between the two."

Thin weaving fog block appropriate action, she coax Xiangyi said, "do not eat, or it will have stomachache."

Xiangyi listened to the words of the thin weaving fog, and immediately began to scowl. She begged thin weaving fog, look pitiful and serious, "another small bite, OK?"

Then he stretched out his fleshy forefinger and made a gesture of one.

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