Chapter 882

His autism is recovering, and his emotional deficit is gradually improving.

"Bo Ye, how did you finally find me?"

"I found dad and told him you were under the cliff."

"Really, Bo Ye is really good."

Bo Ye blushed slightly.

Tang Qingge blinks and confirms.

OK, this is her shy son.

Bo Qichen stood aside for a long time without attracting the attention of the woman in bed.

He seems out of favor.

Tang Qingge noticed that Bo Qichen was beside her. She coughed and touched her nose in embarrassment. "Boss, you are here too. When did you come?"

"Unfortunately, I have been."

ha-ha.

This is embarrassing.

As soon as she wakes up, she is still very weak. After a few words, she becomes tired. The most important thing is that Bo Ye can't endure the two days. Tang Qingge asks him to have a rest. Bo Ye refuses to give up, but he still listens to her.

Wait for Bo Ye to leave reluctantly.

As soon as Tang Qingge changed his listless face, he patted the position beside the bed with high spirits, "boss, sit down."

Bo Qichen's eyes flashed slightly. Come here.

Bo Qichen sat beside her. Tang Qingge suddenly felt embarrassed. At the thought of what she would do later, she was even more embarrassed. "Well, how long have you been looking for me, boss?"

"Not long."

"Oh, well, you must be working hard."

"Not hard."

"Ah?"

Tang Qing Singer pointed to his finger, how can he find a reason to kiss him so hard?

Forget it.

"Boss, look over there."

Tang Qingge casually points to a direction. Bo Qichen looks at it, but before she gets close to it, Bo Qichen suddenly turns around and faces her face to face.

His eyes were dark. "What do you want me to see?"

"No, nothing."

Tang Qingge felt guilty. Looking at his eyes, she suddenly backed out, feeling very upset.

I didn't grasp the opportunity!

"You should take your medicine."

"Oh."

Her expression was somber.

Bo Qichen melts the granules of traditional Chinese medicine and brings them to Tang Qingge. Tang Qingge sees that it is traditional Chinese medicine. His face changes sharply and becomes the same color as traditional Chinese medicine.

"Is this traditional Chinese medicine?"

He raised his eyes and looked at her. "Well, I specially asked Xue ran for the medicine he prescribed for you. You should trust the medicine he prescribed and drink it."

Tang Qingge, "..."

Why did she feel that the big boss was secretly retaliating for her disobedience? She took the first step.

She smelled the bitter and astringent taste of traditional Chinese medicine. She wondered if she really needed to drink traditional Chinese medicine now?

Her small face turned bitter gourd like, "do I really want to drink?"

The big boss didn't see any pity in his eyes, "HMM."

"Is it OK not to drink?"

"What do you think?"

There is no room for turning around.

Bo Qichen took out a peach flavored fruit candy from his pocket. His eyes were dim. "I'll give you sugar after drinking."

This kind of thing to coax children

She needs it so much!!

"It's a deal!"

Tang Qingge resolutely put the bitter and astringent traditional Chinese medicine to her mouth. With her nose in her other hand, she was going to have a stuffy mouth. As soon as she lifted her neck, she couldn't stand a drink.

Oh, my God! It's too hard.

She couldn't bear it. She wanted to cry after drinking.

Pitifully holding his hand, "tangtangtangtang..."

Bo Qichen's eyes flashed slightly. He unpacked the fruit candy, but he ate it himself. Then he held the back of her head with one hand, bent over and kissed her red lips.

Tang Qingge's Feng eyes flashed slightly and he was stunned.

The bitter taste in her mouth was swept by the fragrance of peaches. She swore that she really wanted to eat a piece of sugar, not to steal the sugar from his mouth, but... She approached him uncontrollably to lick the taste of the fruit candy.