Chapter 90

After liang qiange stood still, he pulled his hand back without a trace, and Bo Xiushen also let her go. The man's fingertips still retained the delicate and soft touch that belongs to women. His throat suddenly felt uncomfortable, and his Adam's knot moved up and down, then he said, "be careful."

Liang qiange said, "thank you."

Then, as if nothing had happened, they continued to walk towards the elevator.

At the door of the house, Liang qiange subconsciously wants to go back to his own home. When he presses the password, he remembers that his son is still in Bo Xiushen's house. He stops and looks back at Bo Xiushen.

Bo Xiuchen just pressed the password. When he opened the door, he turned his head and saw Liang qiange staring at him. He opened the door and said to her, "come here?"

Liang qiange followed Bo Xiushen into the door of his house.

The door of the study was wide open. Inside, Liang Xiaoyi, sitting in front of the computer, clattered on the keyboard. Hearing the sound outside, he quickly raised his head. First he saw his uncle Bo and then his mother. He jumped down and called, "Mom!"

The little guy rushed over and Liang qiange hugged him subconsciously. He looked into the study and asked, "what are you knocking on with someone else's computer? Isn't it just a compilation tutorial? "

Liang Xiaoyi, with a red face, asked, "how does mother know?" Embarrassed to say: "I read two chapters of the tutorial, a little itchy, using uncle Bo's software to do a small program, not finished."

Bo Xiushen took off his coat, threw it on the sofa, turned to pour water, smelled the speech and looked at it with a smile: "will you do your own small program? I'll show you. "

Liang Xiaoyi was very happy and said shyly, "I made it at will. It's a pop-up program."

Bo Xiushen, holding a cup of water, walks past Liang qiange and enters the study. Liang Xiaoyi immediately follows him.

Liang qiange did not understand these things, so he stood at the door of the study and looked at them.

Bo Xiushen put the water cup on his desk and asked him to sit in the only chair. He stood behind the chair, leaned over the back of the chair, grasped the mouse, focused on the computer screen, nodded a few times, stood upright, raised his hand and kneaded his head, saying, "it's very complete."

Little translator made a small program of pop-up window. Bo Xiushen looked at the time, but it was not too late. He leaned over to pick up the water cup on the table, turned to walk outside the door, looked at Liang qiange and said, "can you let him play a little more?"

Liang qiange pursed his lips, or agreed, and said to his son, "play for another half an hour, don't disturb uncle Bo's rest."

Liang Xiaoyi also did not raise his head to promise: "good!"

Liang qiange felt that she didn't need to be at Bo Xiushen's house any more. She said to Bo Xiushen, "I'll go first and call him later. Please."

Bo Xiushen said "en" and went to the sofa and sat down. He put the water cup on the table. His eyes did not look at Liang qiange.

Liang qiange stares at him for a moment and then leaves.

After the door was closed, she stood in the corridor and took a deep breath. Only then did she shake off her confused thoughts and open her own door.

Half an hour later, without waiting for Liang qiange to call, the sound of pressing the door lock sounded.