Chapter 1172

Shen Fanxing sat there with a straight back, eating slowly and gracefully.

For the opposite situation, you don't need to see what a funny scene it is.

She was eating breakfast without any distractions. In the face of the opposite situation, her expression didn't have any waves.

"Miss Sichun, would you like a bowl of porridge?"

Yuan Sichun had to finish a bowl of porridge in Chen ma'er's hard work, but no one else had finished. She glanced at Bo Jingchuan, who was eating breakfast gracefully. Although she was full, she was not willing to leave the table ahead of time.

He could only nod his head with a smile and said, "well, please Chen ma. Breakfast is delicious."

Chen Ma looked at Yuan Sichun as if she were looking at her daughter. Seeing that Yuan Sichun wanted to eat the second bowl, she happily held the bowl and filled it up for her.

Seeing that Yuan Sichun was brought into the house, the old man's attitude was reasonable, and his anger dissipated. Looking at Yuan Sichun, he said with a smile:

"if you like it, let Chen Ma cook it for you every day. It's better to have a few kilos of meat!"

Yuan Sichun blushed slightly, "I'm very fat now."

Looking at her slim body, the old man hummed, "where are you fat? Are you children with magnifying glasses in their eyes? I don't care outside, but in Bo's house, you must give me a good meal. "

"Yes! Isn't this my second bowl? "

Yuan Sichun's tone, with a bit of coquetry taste, provoked the old man's deep eyebrows and eyes to finally catch a smile.

He chuckled twice, looking at other people who had no reaction except him, and frowning again.

He pursed his lips angrily, looked up at his mother and said, "Xiao Chen, have you chosen Sichun's room?"

Chen Ma said hurriedly: "yes, yes! It was packed last night, in the third room on the west side of the second floor.

Shen Fanxing's congee drinking hand pauses.

West of the second floor

In the west, the first room is Bo Jingchuan's study, and the second room is Bo Jingchuan's room. Now it's their room.

Third

His eyebrows shrugged up and his lips slightly pulled. It was Sima Zhao's heart.

Chen's mother glanced at Shen Fanxing and then added, "it's next to the young master's room. There's an old man and an old lady in the East. They like to be quiet. Miss Sichun needs to be taken care of at that time. There are more things to do back and forth, so I chose the position in the West..."

As soon as Yuan Sichun heard that the room Chen's mother had arranged for her was next to Bo Jingchuan's, her hand holding the spoon tightened, and she was very happy.

Next to Bo ge

In this way, isn't she a step closer to him?

As long as Just let them get along close for a while.

When I was a child, Bo Ge protected her so much that he didn't feel good for her.

At this time, Lou ruoyi suddenly threw the silver spoon into the bowl, looked at Chen Ma and said coldly:

"it seems that in addition to the old man, Chen Ma has the most power. I haven't even heard of the arrangement of the room. You're the master. "

Chen Ma pursed her lower lip and felt aggrieved in her heart, but she couldn't show it. Now miss Sichun moved in. According to yesterday's situation, she would have to look at the cold faces in front of her. If she behaved a little more weakly, she would lose her chain at the critical moment, which would not help Miss Sichun at all.

She paused for two seconds and said with a smile: "you were not in a good mood last night, madam. I dare not bother you. The old man told me to arrange it all by myself. If I am not satisfied with the result, I will let someone clean up which room is suitable for you."

"Auntie..." When Yuan Sichun heard about the change of room, he was a little anxious. "Did I come in and cause trouble to you? If so, I I won't live here... "

"Don't Everyone came in, the room was cleaned, everything was ready, if you leave again The old man still has to face, and it also shows how bad our Bo family is. Of course, it's up to you if you can't help it. If you insist on going, I won't stop you. "

“……”

Lou ruoyi's words didn't make yuan Sichun look good, but there was no irony or any expression on the surface. She just expressed what she wanted to say, but it still made yuan Sichun's face black and white.

To leave, she finally used this excuse to live in, how can she take the initiative to leave.

Sit in the position of silence for a while, and then look up, eyes have been red.

She was really sad.

How to say before, Lou ruoyi would not speak to her in such a tone. Now

Since the birth of Shen Fanxing, Lou ruoyi's attitude towards her has been totally different.

If she is the only one who can get close to Bo Ge from the beginning to the end, Lou ruoyi can't say anything about her attitude."It seems that my aunt really can't accommodate me, then I..."

"It's not important that I can't tolerate you. What's important is that the old man and Chen Ma can tolerate you!"

"What nonsense?" The old man suddenly whispered, a table of people to eat action stopped.

"What are you talking about?"?! This is how a person of such an old age is humiliated in front of the younger generation?! You think it's peaceful at home, don't you? "

Lou ruoyi sneered, "do you think it's peaceful at home?"

On one side, Bo sichen's face was cold. The muscles on his beautiful face were tight, and some green tendons were looming on his forehead. However, he still reached out to Lou ruoyi and faced him. He picked up half of her porridge, picked up a spoon and handed it to Lou ruoyi's mouth.

"Well behaved, drink the porridge first."

Lou ruoyi raised her eyes and stared at him for two seconds. Then she lowered her head and drank the porridge.

Until Bo Si Chen finished feeding a little porridge, he asked her in a low voice, "are you full?"

"Full!"

At this time, the old lady, who had been eating in silence, slowly put down the dishes and chopsticks.

When Yuan Sichun saw him, he said, "grandma, what are you going to do later? Shall I accompany you? "

The old lady took out her napkin and wiped her mouth coldly. After saying "no" lightly, she turned her head to Lairong beside her and said:

"is the car ready?"

Lairong even busy way: "already waiting."

"Well. Let's go. "

She threw the napkin aside and Lairong came up to help her wheelchair.

"Where are you going?" The old man asked with a frown.

"Back to my third of an acre. Since the Bo family says you are not allowed to be criticized, no one cares about you. I want to live a few more days waiting for my grandson. I don't want to see you. Come on, let's go. "