Chapter 14

Liang qiange quickly shook his head: "no, no, I don't mean that. Ah, OK, then I can only trouble Bo Zong once more. Anyway, your home is my home."

Bo Xiu hesitated for a moment and looked at her.

Liang qiange also quickly reflected the ambiguity in his words, explaining: "I mean we live close, I have no other meaning!"

Thin Xiushen chuckles over the corner of his lips, and a faint "um" sound enters the driver's seat.

Liang qiange watched the man drive away, took out his mobile phone, and quickly called Chunjin.

Spring Viola there has been a prompt call, waiting for a long time, finally connected: "where are you?"

Spring Viola of course back: "parking lot, just there."

"Why didn't I see you?"

Chunjin said after a while: "the parking lot on the second floor. I wrote about the second floor here. Are you here?"

Liang qiange saw a huge word on the wall beside him, "Oh," and said, "I went wrong."

She followed Bo Xiushen just now. She didn't know where it was. Bo Xiushen didn't tell her that there were two floors in the parking lot.

But the president of Bo's group doesn't usually go to the supermarket by himself. Maybe he doesn't know the way.

With a sigh, Liang qiange went to the second floor.

……

Back to the apartment, the door opened, Liang qiange heard the laughter inside.

It's Ning Jiao's voice, because she won the small translation of chess, is proud of singing to celebrate.

While her son, Liang Xiaoyi, looked at the finished chessboard with a Book of "complete Chinese chess" in his hand. While reading the chess board, he studied the reasons for his failure and looked at the crazy godmother beside him as nothing.

Ning Jiao is Liang qiange's best friend. They have worked hard for half of their lives. They have been playing together since they put on open crotch pants.

After the incident happened five years ago, Liang qiange's first thought was to seek help from Ning Jiao, who was studying abroad.

Ning Jiao is also very loyal. Liang qiange found that with her translation, she spent the most difficult time abroad with her.

Until two years ago, Ning Jiao graduated and returned home. After that, they contacted each other by video and got together again. This was the first time in two years.

Liang qiange plans to make a big show tonight to celebrate the reunion of old friends.

Thinking of the ingredients he bought was still there next door to Mr. Bo, Liang qiange said hello to Ning Jiao and turned to knock on the door next door.

The door knocked several times but did not respond. Liang qiange knew that Bo Xiushen must be there, otherwise she would not take her things, so she was patient.

After waiting for a while, the door finally opened. Thin Xiushen seemed to have just taken a bath. His black short hair was wet. He was wearing a simple dark home coat and holding a towel that was half dry.

Seeing Liang qiange outside the door, Bo Xiushen turned around and brought the three bags of things on the tea table.

Liang qiange was about to take over. Bo Xiushen had already passed her and directly sent things to her home.

"Where to put it?"

When he came to her door, Bo Xiu asked in a low voice.

As soon as the words fall, Ning Jiao, who is pinching her son's face on the sofa, and Liang Xiaoyi, who is resisting the torture of the godmother, is adjusting Chunjin of the TV station, turning her head and looking at the door.

The TV commercials are like background music. They are noisy and set off the silence of the people.

Liang qiange coughed and said, "put it on the shoe cabinet."

Bo Xiu sank and put it down. He felt that the shoe cabinet was too narrow to fit. He went straight in and took the things to the kitchen and put them on the flow table.

He was familiar with the structure of the room as if he had lived here.

In fact, people do live on the opposite side, and the general pattern of this apartment building is similar.

After putting things down, Bo Xiushen looked the kitchen back and forth, not in a hurry.

If he doesn't leave, Liang qiange is not good at driving people out. He is quite at a loss beside him.

But in the end, she was clever. As soon as she turned her eyes, she opened the refrigerator, took out two apples from it, washed them, and stuffed them into thin trimming.

"Thank you very much today. The apple was bought in the morning. It's very fresh. You can eat whatever you like."

Bo Xiushen holds two apples and looks at the woman in front of her in silence. She doesn't know whether she is pretending to be stupid or really doesn't understand.

How about two apples?

He hinted so clearly that she didn't let him down for dinner?