Chapter 280

Su also raised half his eyebrows: "..."

Bo Yunli leaned against the window, propped his forehead with one hand, rubbed Su Ye's tender little hand with the other hand, and looked very attentive: "I also use a kind of food to describe me."

Su ye: "......"

How does it feel cheap?

She frowned and had a boyfriend over 30 years younger than herself. It was really troublesome.

After thinking about it, she lifted her eyelids again and looked at Bo Yunli.

The soil roots were yellow, short and round in those days. It was very suitable to call them small potatoes.

As for Bo Yunli

Tall, thin, long

Cucumber? Celery? green Chinese onion?

It seems that the color is not quite right.

He is always cold and cold all over

Here Su is also struggling to think, but there Bo Yunli is slowly rubbing her hands.

The delicate round bone protruding from the wrist slowly slides to the knuckle of the ring finger

Knead your fingertips and rubbed your fingers

This hand feels good... It can kill him.

His eyes grew dark and dark. He looked at Su Ye. Just as he wanted to lean over, he saw that Su Ye's good-looking eyes lit up: "I thought of it!"

Bo Yunli quietly straightened back and licked his lower lip: "hmm? What is it?"

The waves in his eyes surged, deeply locked Su Ye's lips that were tender enough to kiss the water, looked at the radian of her lips, and spit out two words very clearly: "popsicle (son)."

Bo Yunli: "

It is no exaggeration to say that this nickname frozen his intense ups and downs in an instant.

Nickname others little potatoes.

Nickname him popsicle?

He suddenly remembered two words, old ice stick and old light stick... What dog thing?

He loosened Su Ye's hand and said with a cold face, "it's getting late. It's time for you to get off."

Su also gave a light "hiss", squinted at him and said he was not a popsicle.

She opened the door and just stepped out with her front foot. Bo Yunli strained his expression again. He couldn't help saying, "button up, it's windy outside."

Sue was also deliberately angry with him. Instead of buttoning up, she took off her coat to her shoulder. Like wearing a shawl, she turned back and spit out her tongue at him, and then ran into the night wind.

Bo Yunli smiled angrily.

I fucking

He watched the little girl enter the door of Su's house and disappeared at the door. A few minutes later, the light in the little girl's bedroom lit up. Bo Yunli was about to turn the steering wheel to leave, and the mobile phone screen suddenly lit up.

He held the steering wheel in one hand and took out his cell phone in the other.

A wechat.

His ancestor: go back and drive slowly, little ice cream.

Little ice cream

Ice cream and popsicle sound the same thing, but the feeling seems completely different.

Bo Yunli was silent to the screen for two seconds, repressing his lips that couldn't help bending upward.

This little ancestor is really deadly.

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Zhang Jia.

Bai Yuqiao settled Bai Jingxu. When he returned to the house, he passed by the room with the portrait of his grandfather and stared at the portrait very depressed.

Even master Zu and Su can't tell. Dad is so confused.

But she looked at it and suddenly her eyebrows jumped.

Not to mention, she didn't think about it before, but now, the people in the portrait are really a little like Sue.

After a long time, Bai Yuqiao pursed his lips, took back his sight, bowed his head and laughed at himself.

How is that possible?

She is really confused. She must be just similar. Maybe all the beauties in the world look the same