Chapter 684

Tang Qingge's mood is somewhat complicated.

So, was he really very tired last time?

How do you feel that boss Bo is so pitiful??

She couldn't see anyone so pitiful. Tang Qingge patted her chest without thinking about it and promised, "don't have so much pressure. Even if you're not the leader of the Bo family, it doesn't matter. When you're not the leader of the Bo family, I can take care of you!"

wait.

"No, I don't mean that!! I don't want to keep you like that."

His eyes twinkled as he looked at her in bewilderment.

"Anyway, I'll pay you back immediately if I borrow the fivemillion." She rubbed her eyebrows and jumped off the table. She felt that her brain was rusty. She didn't know what to say if she stayed any longer.

After a pause, Tang Qingge turned his head and scratched the back of his head. "Do you want to go to my house tonight? The three children miss you very much."

In fact, the most important thing was that she saw that there was a thick pile of documents on his desk. She noticed that his eyes were a little dark. In her heart... It was hard anyway. She found an excuse to let him come to her house to have a rest.

"I lent you money to thank you. I'll cook dinner tonight. Here's a piece for you!"

Bo Qichen's eyes flickered slightly. He paused and nodded, "OK."

Boss Bo happily agreed to borrow money. Tang Qingge also promised him to go home tonight and give him the following food. Her cooking is a black hole. So Tang Qingge told Bo Qichen to buy vegetables first and have dinner when he came back.

At this time, she searched the Internet for various strategies. What she bought was pasta. It was no problem to cook the pasta. The key issue was the preparation of pasta sauce.

Tang Qingge squatted on the ground with a wooden spoon in one hand and a mobile phone in the other. Looking at the strategy, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and wondered how big the third of the wooden spoon was.

And how to adjust the ratio of 1:3:2.5??

She spent two hours in the kitchen this time studying how to make spaghetti. Outside the kitchen, three small heads were neatly on the door frame. From top to bottom, Tang Cheng was at the top, Bo Ye was in the middle, and milk candy was at the bottom.

The three children were curious about what Tang Qingge was doing in the kitchen.

"Strange, what is Mommy doing?"

Tang Tang bit his fingers and looked a little timid. "Mommy seems to be cooking."

"No?!"

"Come on, help Mommy taste the sauce."

Tang Qingge came out with a plate of spaghetti,

Tang Cheng and Tang Tang Tang are scared to leave. Only Bo Ye has no time to run.

Bo Ye, "..."

Tang Qingge secretly scolded him, then bowed his head, bent over, grabbed Bo Ye's small arm, and whispered softly like a spring breeze, "come, help Mommy taste it."

Bo Ye purses his small mouth and stares at the dark sauce in front of him. It seems that he has accepted his fate and sighs silently.

This silent sigh of Tang Qingge was a little frustrated. Did they really have no confidence in her?

What a mistake!

Bo Ye dips his tongue with a little sauce. He thought it would be awful, but he frowns slightly and finds it is only a little sweet.

She got nervous. "How's it going?"

"Sugar, you can put less."

Tang Qingge felt incredible. She used a small fork to get a little into her mouth and found that it was really sweet.

In other words, she didn't make a strange smell this time, but she made it a little sweet, but it was her success??