The CEO's daddy gently kisses her

Liang qiange immediately looked back and saw that it was really thin Xiushen.

Today, he was wearing a black shirt without a coat. Under the outline of the shirt, he could clearly feel how strong and thick his body was, and how thin and heavy he was. He only held a mobile phone in his hand and came from the opposite side of the road.

Liang qiange stood up and Bo Xiushen crossed the road. Xiaoyi ran over immediately and threw his head into his uncle Bo's arms.

Bo Xiushen bent down to pick up the little guy and let him sit on his right arm.

When raising his head, thin Xiu's deep eyes looked at Liang qiange: "are you back today?"

Liang qiange nodded and approached as if nothing had happened. He asked, "Mr. Bo is also back today? What a coincidence. "

"Well." Bo Xiushen said, "what do you want to eat?"

Liang Xiaoyi immediately looked at her mother and asked, "what would you like to eat?"

Liang qiange a sun: "Mom can."

Liang Xiaoyi suddenly looked at Uncle Bo, then at his mother, and finally at Uncle Bo. He leaned up a little, got close to Uncle Bo's ear and whispered to him.

Liang qiange was puzzled.

When Bo Xiushen listens to Liang Xiaoyi's words, his eyes are hanging at the beginning. When the little guy finishes speaking, he raises his eyes and looks at Liang qiange in front of him.

Liang qiange was looked at by him, swallowed a little saliva, then asked: "what's the matter?"

Bo Xiushen put the translator down, patted him on the back of the head and said, "go ahead."

Liang Xiaoyi was not in a hurry to go. He grabbed Bo Xiushen's big hand with his small hand and nervously confirmed: "I, I really went?"

Bo Xiushen nodded: "go."

Liang Xiaoyi secretly glanced at her mother with the end of her eyes, and then lowered her heart quickly and rushed back to the kindergarten.

"Well, little translator?" Liang qiange called out, but he didn't stop his son. He turned back and asked Bo Xiushen, "what is he going for?"

Thin Xiushen tone light: "he will come back to you later."

Although Liang qiange was curious, he didn't ask any more questions. He just stood on tiptoe and looked inside from the long line of parents.

"Didi." At this time, a motorcycle came by and honked its horn.

Liang qiange wanted to step back a little, but found an old woman standing behind, who should also come to pick up the child. The motorcycle had already slid to her side. Liang qiange couldn't get out of the way. She was embarrassed to look left and right.

At this time, her left wrist was caught, not timely, she was pulled into a somewhat familiar hard arms.

Bo Xiushen pulled Liang qiange over with one hand and asked her to stand in front of him with her back to the motorcycle. The motorcycle passed by slowly. When Bo Xiushen saw that the handlebar was hitting Liang qiange's back, he put his other hand on her back and pressed her into his arms.

"Hoo..." Liang qiange breathed heavily.

Bo Xiushen heard that and looked down at her. When the motorcycle left, he let her go.

Liang qiange immediately stepped back two steps and kept a distance from him.

Bo Xiushen said, "here we are."

Liang qiange was stunned for a moment. He immediately turned around and saw that in the kindergarten, Liang Xiaoyi was pushing Ye Chong over with his hands on his shoulder.

"Mom." "Let's go home and make dumplings," he said eagerly

Liang qiange knew what her son was talking to Bo Xiushen just now. She couldn't help turning her head and looking at Bo Xiushen.

Bo Xiushen reached out to take Liang Xiaoyi's schoolbag. He didn't let him carry such heavy things. At the same time, he lowered his head and asked Ye Chong, "where is your schoolbag?"

Ye Chong obediently back: "aunt took it back." He said that his aunt was the nanny of the family. Ye Chong said, "Liang Xiaoyi just invited me to his home today, so I asked my aunt to take the schoolbag back first. Uncle and aunt, can you take me home in the evening? I don't live far from home. "

Liang qiange did not speak, Bo Xiushen has agreed to come down: "good."

Liang qiange did not dare to agree directly. She asked, "did you tell your parents? Do they allow you to go to your classmate's house? "

Ye Chong's face doesn't matter: "they haven't come back for months. Don't tell them."

Liang qiange: