Chapter 484

After dinner in Chinatown, the three returned to the hotel in the center of the city by night.

From the window of the street, you can see the bustling lights.

Now it's only nine o'clock in the evening. Liang qiange goes to the bar in his room to wash two boxes of strawberries. He puts them in clean glass bowls and returns to the big sofa in the room.

As soon as she sat down, Liang Xiaoyi came up to meet her mother's strawberries.

Liang qiange handed the bowl to him, and Liang Xiaoyi grabbed two of them. Then he sat down with his little body close to his mother and looked at the large projector in front of him.

Bo Xiushen presses the start button, and the movie starts playing in the projector. After putting down the remote control, Bo Xiushen pulls a paper towel from the nearby tissue box and pulls one of Liang qiange's hands to help her dry the water droplets on her hands.

Because the curtain was drawn, the room was very dark. In the dark environment, only the front display curtain reflected the light and shadow crisscross.

This is a Christmas movie of some years. It tells the story of a family and a dog. The plot is warm and the plot is funny.

Liang qiange and Liang Xiaoyi will laugh after a while, but Bo Xiushen doesn't want to laugh. Maybe he has a higher smile.

A strawberry is stuffed into thin Xiu Shen's mouth. Bo Xiushen looks at him on the left. Liang qiange is turning his head and looking at him with a smile.

He ate the strawberry and put his hand on the corner of her mouth. There was a little strawberry juice in the corner of her mouth. It was red.

Liang qiange tilted his head and put his head on thin Xiushen's shoulder. While eating strawberries, he fed Bo Xiushen from time to time and continued to watch movies.

The first half of the film is very happy, the second half because the dog is old, the plot becomes a little sad, to the end of the dog's death, was buried in the door of the tree, Bo Xiushen heard shallow pumping sound.

He turned his head and saw that Liang qiange was wiping tears, while Liang Xiaoyi was already sniffing.

Bo Xiushen reaches out and touches Liang qiange's face. Liang qiange rubs his cheek on his hand, then buries his head in his arms, revealing two eyes again, and continues to watch the movie.

Bo Xiushen hugged Liang qiange, patted her on the back and coaxed her.

Liang Xiaoyi was crying bitterly over there. He turned his head to look for his mother, but he found that her mother was being held by Uncle Bo. He didn't care about him. He was a little aggrieved. He flattened his mouth and leaned close to his mother. He put his head on his mother's waist.

Liang qiange felt his movement. He sat up a little and held his son in his arms. Then he continued to lean his head against thin Xiushen's chest.

Bo Xiushen hugs their mother and son and kisses Liang qiange's hair top. However, he only thinks that this moment is the most beautiful time in the whole day.

After the film was played, Bo Xiushen put on another one. The second one was purely enjoyable. Liang qiange and Liang Xiaoyi soon forgot the sadness of the previous one and kept laughing.

When the two films were finished, Bo Xiushen picked up a little sleepy and began to rub his eyes, and sent him to the small room in the suite.

After putting the little guy in the bed, he kisses him on the forehead and says, "good night."

Liang Xiaoyi looked up at Uncle Bo, hesitated for a moment, secretly looked at the direction of the door connection, and then whispered, "will uncle Bo tell my mother today?"

Bo Xiushen asked, "what are you talking about?"

"Say, you are my father," Liang said

Thin Xiushen touched his hair and said, "Dad has discretion."

Liang Xiaoyi immediately said, "you are not my father yet."

Bo Xiushen laughed, sat down beside his bed and said, "don't you know all about it? I am your father. "

Liang Xiaoyi pursed his lips and murmured, "but my mother has not recognized her father. If she does not recognize her father, then I will not."

Bo Xiushen was silent for a moment and didn't say anything. He stood up and pulled the quilt for him.

Seeing that uncle Bo seemed to be unhappy, Liang Xiaoyi grabbed his sleeve again and quickly stressed: "if Mom recognizes it, I will recognize it!"

He said, and said, "a little bit of a smile."

Liang Xiaoyi loosened uncle Bo's sleeve.

Bo Xiushen put his hand into the quilt and said, "good night."

"Good night," Liang said

Bo Xiushen turned off the headlight, leaving only a small night light. He walked out of the small room and entered the big room.

Liang qiange had already changed his pajamas, sat on the bed and adjusted his pillow. Seeing him come out, he asked in a low voice, "what are you talking about? It's been a long time? "

Bo Xiushen went to the other side of the bed, opened the quilt and sat in it and said, "talk to my son. Are you jealous?"

Liang qiange made a move and turned to look at him.

Bo Xiushen leaned his body against the cushion at the head of the bed, looked at her and asked, "don't you agree?"

Liang qiange laughed, turned off the light, slipped into the quilt, said: "No

Thin Xiushen reached out and touched the hair behind her ear, fingertips like teasing.Liang qiange was tickled by him, shrunk his neck and said, "go to bed, and get up early tomorrow."

Bo Xiushen lay down, stretched his hand to her waist and said, "tomorrow is not just going to see the art exhibition. It will start at noon."

"It was the original plan." Liang qiange held down his irregular hand, broke his finger and said to him, "it's an exhibition at noon, but before going to the exhibition, you should go to Jiuqu flower street to take photos. This place should go today. It's all due to director Austin. Besides, after going to Jiuqu Flower Street, he will go to the San Francisco Art Palace, and then go to the art exhibition, eat from the exhibition, and go to Union Square and Stanford University in the afternoon."

Bo Xiushen frowned and looked at her: "to go to so many places?"

Liang qiange said, "of course, it's rare to have a holiday."

Bo Xiu said in a deep voice, "is vacation more busy than going to work?"

Liang qiange came up and hugged thin Xiushen's waist, looked up at him, and said pitifully, "tired is a little tired, but can take a lot of photos."

Bo Xiushen hugged her and didn't speak.

Liang qiange kisses Bo Xiushen's lips and says, "Xiaoyi also wants to go."

Bo Xiushen pinched the tip of her nose: "little translator didn't say that."

Liang qiange buried his face in his thin and heavy arms, rubbing against him and not speaking.

Bo Xiushen didn't say anything, hugged her and said, "go to bed early."

Liang qiange happily pillows his arm and closes his eyes.

At that time, in China, Chunjin didn't care about Liang qiange after all. She asked the public relations team to follow up a series of bad comments. At the same time, taking advantage of Liang qiange's ignorance, she turned Liang Xiaoyi's identity into a child of Bo Xiushen's relatives.

Who knows, just after this argument was launched, another group photo was made public. The person who took the photo was Bo Xiushen's classmates in primary school. In the only group photo of the whole class with Bo Xiushen in the school, the other party circled Bo Xiushen, and then circled the Liang Xiaoyi in the netizen's photo, with both voice and emotion.

- kiss the fart Qi, this is not a father and son, I twisted my head off to eat!

Knowing that Liang Xiaoyi and Bo Xiuchen have nothing to do with each other, it's clearly Chunjin, the son of Liang qiange. I'm confused