Chapter 629

Back to the room, Liang qiange closed the door and stood behind the door for a long time without moving.

A door apart, thin repair Shen should still be in the corridor, the old hotel sound insulation is not good, she did not hear him open the door sound.

Liang qiange stood here, waiting patiently for Bo Xiu to sink in.

But after a long time, there was no sound outside.

She doubted that she had heard something wrong. Bo Xiushen should have gone in?

Liang qiange wants to have a peek. Next second, there is a knock on the door.

Liang qiange was almost scared to death, staggered back two steps, staring at the wooden door, expression panic.

She did not speak, outside the door, the man's voice rang: "you can see under the crack of the door, you have been standing at the door."

Liang qiange immediately looked down at his feet.

Sure enough, under the warm light of the room, there was a black shadow under her.

Chagrined one Wu head, Liang qiange motionless, moved is more obvious, still can struggle for a while.

There was another chuckle outside the door, and then there was the sound of opening and closing the door.

Make sure that there is no movement outside, Liang qiange moves his pace and walks to the big bed, and his head falls into the quilt.

"Didi" two times, wechat rings.

She took out her mobile phone and saw the message from Bo Xiushen.

Mr. Zhou of Party B: [do you want to deduct points? ]

full of provocation!

Liang qiange typing, played for a long time, and then deleted, deleted and re typed.

Bo Xiushen over there, looking at the top of the dialog box "the other party is typing" has never stopped.

When he suspected that Liang qiange was going to write a paper to him, his mobile phone shook and the other party sent it.

[buckle. ]

thin trim, deep mouth, light hook, reply to the past: [how much? ]

this time, the response was quick: [100 points. ]

Bo Xiushen was staring at the hundred, and suddenly realized that it was a little irritating.

In this way, what is his total score now?

Oh, three hundred twelve.

Take a deep breath. His expression is numb.

Liang qiange deducted 100 points, refreshing, just that little disgrace, instantly she was thrown out of the clouds.

Sure enough, or points deduction makes people happy, finally know why teachers like to cross.

It's really healing.

After sleeping, Liang qiange went downstairs to wait for breakfast.

Zhuang fan stealthily shows half his head from the edge of the stairs and peeps down frequently.

Liang qiange said with a smile: "no, don't be afraid."

Zhuang fan finally came down. He said hello to Liang qiange first, and then he rushed to the kitchen and asked, "Auntie, are the buns ready?"

The kitchen aunt said in a loud voice: "almost ready, wait."

Zhuang fan stamped his feet and said, "please hurry up, I'm in a hurry to get to the scene."

Liang qiange asked in the back: "today's first two scenes are not without you? What are you doing so early? "

Zhuang fan blushed and said, "I'll go and watch."

I'm afraid I'll get up late. I'll meet Bo Xiushen in the hotel.

At Zhuang fan's urging, the kitchen aunt finally put the steamed buns out. She filled Zhuang fan with two big buns, scooped a bowl of lean meat porridge, and quickly sent the people away.

Zhuang fan uses disposable paper cup to load the porridge, carrying the steamed stuffed bun, runs faster than the rabbit.

Liang qiange had no drama in the morning and ate his breakfast slowly.

When the rest of the staff had finished eating, Liang qiange didn't see Bo Xiu sink, even the assistant who delivered breakfast to the actors and directors of the early drama came back.

Liang qiange thought that Bo Xiuchen had a bad habit. If he didn't stay up late the first night, he would get up late the next day without breakfast.

She took out her mobile phone and sent a wechat to Bo Xiushen.

Liang qiange: [? ]

there is no return.

Generally, only when he is really absent, he will not return her message in seconds.

Did you sleep so late?

Liang qiange waited downstairs until ten o'clock, but he couldn't wait for Bo Xiu to sink down, and his information never returned.

The kitchen aunt planned to collect the rest of the breakfast. Liang qiange got up and said, "please give me another one."

The aunt also quite likes Liang qiange, and said with a smile, "I'll get you a big plate. Haven't you had enough? The little girl has thin arms and legs. She needs to eat more. She has no meat for breakfast, and she has nutrition. "

My aunt doesn't know Liang qiange or Zhuang fan. With such a large crew, my aunt knows Qi Zheng. However, during this period of time, she likes Liang qiange. The little girl is sweet and loves to laugh. She has a good social relationship. The older people like this kind of girl doll.

Liang qiange said thanks with a smile, took a large breakfast, and climbed the stairs to the third floor.The first time I knocked on the door, there was no movement inside.

The second knock on the door, the sound of slippers came from the door panel with poor sound insulation.

After a while, the door was opened from inside. His face was very ugly. His eyebrows were frowning. His big, bony hand was pressing the handle of the door. He was standing in the room.

There was no light in the room, only the dim light in the corridor barely illuminated the faces of the people in the room.

Liang qiange looked at thin Xiushen's face outline hidden in the dark. She lifted the tray in her hand and handed it to him: "your breakfast."

Bo Xiu was staring at the breakfast dish and reached for it.

Liang qiange pushed him away and walked to the room.

The hotel rooms are the same pattern, Liang qiange put the tray on the table, conveniently clapped on the light, the sudden light, so that both people squint uncomfortable.

Liang qiange turns his head and looks at Bo Xiushen.

Bo Xiushen looks at her. The man seems to have no spirit. His deep pupils are a little light brown in the sunlight.

His expression looks very serious. Liang qiange can guarantee that if Zhuang fan is here, he must have cried.

Liang qiange has seen Bo Xiushen's displeasure many times. He looks like this when he is not happy. He looks cold and frowns, but he never treats her with such an expression.

With a sigh, Liang qiange walked towards him. She ignored his cold face and felt his forehead from the palm.

Thin Xiushen leaned slightly, obedient without resistance and closed his eyes.

Sure enough, I felt a hot hand.

Liang qiange was a little angry and said, "let you not wear a coat, have a fever, are you happy? Don't you watch the weather report before you come? Don't know it's low here? "

In addition to his bad looks when he is angry, he looks bad when he is ill.

Bo Xiushen stares at Liang qiange's swearing mouth and doesn't say a word.

Liang qiange was even more angry when she looked at him and said, "what are you doing here? Go to bed

Liang qiange pushed Bo Xiushen to the bed, grabbed the quilt, covered him, and touched his forehead, as if to assess his current state, and then said: "I'll get the thermometer, you don't move."

She said she was about to get up, but suddenly her wrist was caught.

Holding her big palm, the temperature was very high, and she heard Bo Xiushen's hoarse voice: "let others take it."

Liang qiange moved the hand that he held her, stuffed his hand into the quilt, and then suddenly leaned over and printed it on his lips. He whispered, "shut up and lie down, or you will be deducted another 200 points."