Kiss You, Sweetheart

Bo en picked up the potato and said, "I peel the potato."

Thin night pointed to knife: "there is knife."

Bo en went over, took out a fruit knife, went to the garbage basket, and made a gesture with a small potato. He didn't know where to start.

To tell you the truth, in W country, there are people taking care of her food and daily life, and she has never picked any dishes. However, the skin of fruit has been peeled, so it's not too difficult to peel potatoes.

Think, began to cut, a cut off a large piece of skin, a lot of meat in the skin. According to her cutting, in the end, there should be only one potato core left.

Bo en didn't think so. Just as he was about to cut it for the second time, Bo Xiao stretched out his hand and said, "I'll do it."

"I will." Bo en quickly said that she really didn't want to eat for nothing.

Thin night tiny hook smile: "wait a hand to cut."

Looking at Bo Xiaobai's hand, Bo ense smiles and gives the potato and knife to him.

Then she saw Bo Xiao skilfully peeling potatoes, a very thin layer, and the small potatoes turned in his hands very flexibly.

Bo en en, a girl, sighed for herself. She looked at the stove and said, "I'll wash the western red wine."

She always does.

Bo Xiao laughs, so Bo Xiaoniu cleans up the two xihongs quickly. After that, she has no place for her to interfere in all the affairs. She just stands by and looks at Bo Xiao and makes a good meal.

Two vegetables, one soup and one meat. It's a standard diet.

"Little cousin, you really have to go up to the hall and down to the kitchen. Who did you learn from?" Bo en ate a few mouthfuls of food, and it tasted good.

"Thin night with a job, smile:" live alone, always have to support themselves

Bo en laughed: "then I will often come to eat in the future."

Bo Xiao's chopsticks with vegetables stopped for a while, and he put the fried spicy chicken into Bo en's bowl with a gentle "um" sound.

"Thank you." Bo en smiles.

Bo Xiao doesn't like to talk. This is also the first time Bo en has a meal with him alone. It's a little dull. They have nothing to say and eat in silence.

Bo Xiao's meal is gentle, and Bo en is embarrassed to gobble it up, so he has to chew it slowly.

Halfway through, there was a knock on the door, and Bo en paused.

There are only two people living on the first floor. Since they are not knocking on the door of Bo Xiao's room, they must be knocking on their own door. Who will come? In her heart, the first person to emerge is still Bo Jiayan.

Heart a little jump, put down the chopsticks light said: "I go to see."

Bo Xiao was silent.

Bo en'en walked to the door and saw from the cat's eye that it was not bo Jiayan, but a middle-aged woman. After knocking on the door for a while, she saw that no one had opened it, and then looked at the door plate, as if to confirm whether she had gone wrong.

After reading the house number, the middle-aged woman began to make a phone call. Her voice was not loud, and Bo en couldn't hear her.

But she didn't open the door, went back to the dining room, picked up the bowl and continued to eat.

"Who?" Bo Xiao asked.

"No, a woman." Bo ENLAN said.

Bo Xiao didn't ask again, and brought her some dishes. Bo en said with a smile, "thanks, little cousin. I'll do it myself."

At this time, the mobile phone on the desk rings. Bo en takes a look and his face changes slightly.

Cell phone is placed between two people, big "little uncle" three words, fall into Bo Xiao's eyes.