He looked down at her. His eyes were dark, cold and gloomy. "Who do you want to miss?"

Who else does she want to miss when he is here?

Tang Qingge, "..."

With a swish, she felt a cold arrow go through her heart, and her whole body trembled with cold.

She had a feeling that she would die immediately if she didn't answer the question well!

"No, no, no, I don't want to miss anyone. Well, well, actually, these thousand paper cranes are for Qiao Nancheng."

The breath on the big boss suddenly became cold and gloomy.

Her eyes were clear, she held the big boss's legs tightly, and her eyes were sincere, "but he is already my past, and he is still my dreary past. How can I miss him?"

"I found this bucket of thousand paper cranes when I went to the Tang family villa a few days ago. I have no intention of taking it back. Really! I just feel that I spent a lot of time folding the thousand paper cranes. It would be a pity to throw them away."

When she got the thousand paper cranes, Tang Qingge forgot that she had done such a stupid thing. When she liked Qiao Nancheng, she would fold a thousand paper cranes in this plastic bucket to commemorate their love every day, with a sentence on it, which represented her mood of that day.

But she knew that after Jonan City threw away the tie she had bought, she didn't send out the bucket of paper cranes.

Later, when I put it here, I felt that the thousand paper cranes were stacked so well, and it took me so long to throw away the thousand paper cranes I had piled so hard just because of a scum man.

"I just like to fold thousands of paper cranes. I don't mean anything else."

really

Her every word is precious, and her sincerity can move heaven!

Bo Qichen lowered his eyes and looked at her.

"Like folding thousands of paper cranes?"

"I don't like it very much..." she changed her mind to the cold and heartless eyes of the boss. "Actually, it's OK. I like it very much."

Bo Qichen looked at her.

He narrowed his eyes and opened his lips lightly. "I want a thousand."

The tone was like, give me a thousand at random.

“……”

no

If you open your mouth, there will be a thousand. Where can I fold them!!

She was lying in a groove in her heart, but she was counselled on the surface. After her shocked face, she only dared to be dry, "boss, folding a thousand hands will be useless."

"Really."

Don't be afraid to fold your hands for Joe Nan. Just fold your hands for him.

Bo Qichen glanced at her lightly, and then picked up a thousand paper cranes and tried to open them. Tang Qingge quickly knelt down. "Fold, fold, fold, I'll fold now. You give me ten days, and I'll fold a thousand paper cranes for you."

Bo Qichen stopped and looked at her. "What else?"

"What else?"

Forgive her for not being smart.

Bo Qichen's eyes were slightly deep and reminded her, "there is a paragraph on each thousand paper cranes above."

Or the coquettish words that she had put her maiden's mind on.

Um

Tang Qingge didn't care about his shyness and hurriedly reassured, "I'll write a paragraph on every thousand paper cranes. Don't worry, boss. You have what others have."

finished.

Your hands are going to waste.

The key is to smile.

Bo Qichen glanced at her, picked up the bucket of paper cranes and walked out. Under the gaze of Tang Qingge, he set fire to all the paper cranes.

Not one.

It looks out of the way.

Tang Qingge swallowed in silence.

The big boss is only satisfied when he burns the things that are inconvenient to his eyes.

After eating noodles, he went to the sofa in the living room and continued to sleep on the sofa.

The next day, on the set, Tang Qingge finished a play and immediately jumped out of the camera. He was still immersed in crying for almost one second and immediately appeared for the next second. The speed was amazing to the theater staff.