Chapter 568

Bo Xiushen put two bowls of porridge on the table.

Porridge is packed in a thermos box. There is no logo on the outside of the box. Liang qiange doesn't know where he got it. She has lived in the small town of xixilai for several months, but she still doesn't know that there are Chinese food sellers here, let alone porridge.

Bo Xiushen took out the porridge bowl, and then went to the bar. He washed Liang qiange's dishes and chopsticks he usually used, wiped them dry and took them over to make the porridge boil over.

Liang qiange sat still on the sofa, cool and elegant. The local news was broadcast in the TV news.

Bo Xiushen stirred the porridge with a spoon and handed it to Liang qiange.

Liang qiange first did not move, silent for a while, then slowly took over.

She tasted it, and the familiar smell made her pick her eyebrows.

The porridge was thin and heavy, and she tasted the light paste.

After another sip, she stirred the bottom of the porridge and asked, "you haven't said how you have my room card."

"What do you think?" Bo Xiushen sat on the other side of the sofa, took out another bowl of porridge and ate it with a spoon.

Eating to his mouth, he frowned a little and looked up at Liang qiange.

Liang qiange pretended not to notice his eyes and took another sip of porridge.

Bo Xiushen said, "don't eat it. Order a meal." She reached for her bowl.

Liang qiange, however, stepped back from his hand and deliberately said, "where did I buy it? I'll pay for it myself, niggard."

Bo Xiushen took a look at her and suddenly laughed. Then he picked up his bowl and continued to drink.

After eating porridge, Liang qiange got up and went to the bedside table. He pulled out his mobile phone which had been charged for half an hour. He opened Hong's phone and dialed it in the past.

The Hong guide over the phone quickly picked up. Liang qiange asked politely, "why did you fix the room card of my room?"

"What room card? Oh, your room card? Didn't you have the card book in your room

"Where is he..."

In the middle of his speech, Liang qiange suddenly remembered something.

When she first came to xixilai to film, Bo Xiushen came to see her once and stayed here for a few days. At that time, she specially applied for an additional room card from the front desk so that he could come in directly when he came next time.

Liang qiange:

"What's the matter?" Hong asked? By the way, are you better? Mr. Bo came over last night and said that you had a fever, which scared us a lot. Is the fever gone now? Do you want to go to the hospital? "

"It's OK." Liang qiange vaguely said two words and hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, she put her mobile phone in the past to recharge, and then admitted that she was in debt. She slowly came over and held out her hand to Bo Xiushen: "give me your room card, and you have to return it when you check out."

Bo Xiushen took the room card and handed it to her.

Liang qiange takes away the room card and goes around to the bed and starts to pack up his clothes.

Bo Xiushen took Liang qiange's chopsticks to the bar. After washing, he wiped his hands and came up to him and asked, "can I help you?"

"No Liang qiange, with his back to him, squatted on the ground and folded his clothes without lifting his head.

Thin Xiushen is not reluctant to go back to the sofa, sit down and start to look at the mobile phone.

Liang qiange forbearance and forbearance. Finally she couldn't help it. She jumped up and asked, "Why are you still here?"

Bo Xiushen raised his head and looked at her: "where else should I go?"

"I care where you go. This is my room!"

Thin Xiu Shen's face was heavy. He leaned his body against the back of the sofa. Looking at Liang qiange, he said slowly, "drive me away, right?"

Liang qiange pursed his lips and did not speak.

"You are a client. I will do what you tell me. If you want to drive me away, you can say it directly. Tell me to get out of my way. Let me not appear in front of you. Let me not bother you. Yes, I will

Liang qiange strained his face and stared at him.

Bo Xiushen looked at her and said, "why don't you say that?"

Liang qiange suddenly squatted down and started folding clothes with him on his back.

With a deep sigh, Bo Xiu got up, went to her side, sat on the edge of the mattress and said, "I'll help you."

"No Liang qiange whispered.

Thin Xiushen has some helplessness.

"The fever has just subsided. I don't know if it will be repeated. I'll have a rest and take the medicine for a while." He said, leaning over to take away Liang Qian's clothes from the singer, touched her hair again, and said, "go and sit on the sofa."

Liang qiange was silent for a few seconds. After all, he got up, went to the sofa, sat down and began to read the news.

Bo Xiushen spent 20 minutes, skillfully helping Liang qiange pack up everything. When she got up, she asked, "what time is the plane?"

"I don't know."

Thin Xiu Shen raised her eyebrows.

Liang qiange took a look at him, curled his lips and said, "it was yesterday afternoon's plane. I asked the assistant director to change the ticket. I don't know when it will be changed.""I'll ask."

Bo Xiushen took out his mobile phone and called Hong Dao.

After five minutes of communication, he hung up and said, "it's changed to three o'clock this afternoon. Now it's ten o'clock."

"Oh." Liang qiange stares at the TV and answers casually.

Bo Xiushen looked at her for a moment, went to the bedside table, took the medicine, and went to the bar to pour a glass of water.

Liang qiange took the medicine honestly.

Bo Xiushen put the cup and the rest of the medicine on the bar table, picked up his coat on the sofa and said, "I'll go first."

Liang qiange immediately looked at him.

Bo Xiushen opened the door, which opened and closed.

The room suddenly became quiet, even though the newscaster's voice was still loud on the TV.

But Liang qiange felt that the surroundings were empty.

She was uncomfortable with the space.

……

Liang qiange went to the assistant director to determine the ticket time and flight number and asked for information.

Hong Dao stares at Liang qiange's pale face and asks, "are you ok?"

Liang qiange said, "it's nothing."

Hong Dao nodded: "pay attention to rest."

"Yes." Liang qiange answered.

Hong then asked, "what about Mr. Bo? I don't see him. "

Liang qiange's expression immediately changed, she naturally said with a overcast face: "how do I know?"

With that, he ignored Hong's guide and picked up the car to pick her up to the airport.

The car roared away.

Only left behind a blank face of Hong Dao: "what

……

The assistant director ordered the first class cabin for Liang qiange. After he got on the plane, he closed the cabin door and began to sleep.

After a while, the stewardess came to inquire. Liang qiange opened the cabin door and said something to the stewardess. When he was about to close the cabin door, he suddenly saw the cabin next door to him.

Bo Xiushen is working with a laptop computer, and the WiFi of the airline provides him with a good office environment.

Liang qiange was silent for a moment and closed the cabin door without expression.

She lay down again and began to keep her eyes closed. She just lay on her back. She didn't know why, and the corners of her mouth suddenly went up.