“……”
Assistant Qin noticed that Tang Qingge was wearing a short light blue dress. The lotus leaf collar on the upper part of her collar showed more than half of her white and attractive shoulders. The skirt on the lower part of her body just passed her thighs, revealing her long legs.
Assistant Qin glanced at it and felt that he was dazzled by his big white leg. He was ashamed and turned his head.
"Miss Tang, turn around."
After staying with Bo Qichen for a long time, assistant Qin's concept has also become more conservative.
I always feel that she is not serious.
But he didn't dare say that.
Tang Qingge felt strange. "Ouch" ran over and smiled heartlessly, "assistant Qin, are you shy? Oh, don't be shy. What's the matter? It's welfare! Why are you as old-fashioned as my boss when you are young?"
"No, no, Miss Tang, you'd better keep it for yourself!"
Tang Qingge deliberately teased him and blinked, "you really don't look at it. Such long and thin legs are rare. Assistant Qin, they are much more real than what you read in magazines. Are you sure you don't want to read them?"
Assistant Qin, "..."
I want to, but I dare not.
While Tang Qing was singing, the rear window moved down slowly, and Bo Qichen's face appeared in front of her without warning.
Tang Qingge's smiling face was so broken.
Why is her boss in the car?
Tang Qingge always thought that assistant Qin came to pick up the three of them first, and then went to pick up the boss. As a result, who could tell her why his boss was there when she had to show off her long legs.
Didn't he also see her deliberately teasing assistant Qin just now?
Bo Qichen's eyes fell on her long legs and small feet on green string sandals. Looking up, she wore a sun visor on her head and sunglasses on her face. In the middle, a tight Hip Wrap Skirt crossed an attractive arc in mid air with every twist of her.
His face sank and his voice was cold. "Change your clothes."
“……”
what?
She knew he wouldn't let her wear it.
Tang Qingge looked away, unconvinced. "Boss, I'm not your employee now. You don't care what I wear."
In foreign countries, she wears more than she does now!
It's his business that this serious old man doesn't like him.
The man's breath was deep and he squinted, "I can't control it?"
On top of the man's dark eyes, Tang Qingge counseled for a while, but still stuck his neck, "yes, now is my rest time, and what clothes to wear is my freedom."
The air is quiet.
"OK."
"Good?"
"Don't you want freedom? I don't care what you wear. Get in the car."
The man actually compromised.
This made Tang Qingge feel like she was dreaming. She resisted a little and unexpectedly succeeded!
"Walk, get in the car and set off for the playground!"
Tang Qingge happily gets on the bus with his two children, because the seats are two people in a row. Tang Qingge and xiaonaitang are in a row, and Bo Ye can only stand in a row with Bo Qichen.
Bo Qichen glanced sideways at the little princess Bo Ye, who was sitting quietly beside him. Her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. Bo Ye's head was low and his thick bangs made people unable to see his true face. However, from his back, Bo Qichen saw a sense of familiarity.
Very much like his son, if he has short hair.
Bo Ye holds his father's eyes and pinches his skirt. He feels a little nervous. He can feel his father's eyes staring at him, as if he wants to see something through his wig.
But the little candy greeted him in the back, "sister apple, you should be polite. This is uncle ice. It should be your first time to see Uncle ice. You should say hello to him."