Chapter 130

Xiao Bao suddenly said this. Shen Liyang was stunned and then There was a chuckle.

Little guy, this is really as numb as her acridine.

But thinking that he was so young, his mother was no longer around him, and Shen liyang's softness could not help but add another layer.

Three people in the playground, most suitable for children to play.

Only when passing through the haunted house, Shen liyang's pace obviously increased a little, but unfortunately, she was still stopped. When the staff of the ghost house enthusiastically recommended to her.

Shen Liyang felt that his brain melon seeds were buzzing, "no, thank you."

"Ah, beautiful woman, it's really fun. Our family has the most novel way to play the whole Sifang City, which is different from the ordinary haunted houses. We try our best to make the sound effect, the staff and the scenery inside to let the tourists experience the scene..."

Shen Liyang pursed his lower lip and turned his back to the direction of the ghost house. He didn't even blink his eyelids. His body language refused to be obvious.

But the staff are obviously not willing to let go of every potential customer and continue to recommend with passion.

Shen Liyang:

"Uncle, Ma Ma Ma is afraid of ghosts." Xiaobao said, "so you change a guest, I can give you dad."

After that, he pointed to Bo's cold voice standing on the side. "That's him. You can take him to the haunted house, but my father has a bad temper. He doesn't like to contact with outsiders. He also plays Taekwondo and martial arts So you have to find some ghost to scare him

The staff who came to promote the sale said:

"No, no, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." They are small businesses, but they don't have the consciousness to trade their lives for money.

After the staff left, the little guy looked up at Shen Liyang with pride on his face. He looked like "the baby is not greasy and needs praise".

Shen Liyang chuckled, squatted down and took a mouthful on the little guy's cheek.

And by his son easily betrayed the thin cold voice, looking at the intimate heat of the two people, do not know whether to envy or laugh.

"Excuse me We can. Can we add a wechat? " A young man in the friend's encouragement, after a few hesitation, red faced walked over.

Shen Li rippled for a moment. He looked at the young face in front of him. He didn't know if there was an adult. His mind was a little complicated. Are children so open now?

"Brother, you..."

"She is holding her son. Do you think you can add your wechat?" President Bo forced to restrain the rising anger in his heart. If it was not for the inappropriate occasion, he would have thrown the person out.

"Son, son?" The boy couldn't believe his eyes widened, "but she, she Still so young, how could there be children Uncle, how can you let her so young pregnancy, you will not educate your daughter?! Or Or was she bullied? "

Shen Liyang originally wanted to explain his age, but he was amused by the young man's "Uncle", and then the young man's "daughter" was really unable to help laughing.

Is the president so old?

They don't look like father and daughter, do they?

Shen Liyang quietly glanced at the face of the president's adult, as expected, he was forced to endure to the edge of anger.

But the young man was still immersed in his love at first sight and his disillusionment at a glance. He didn't notice the face of thin cold voice. He was still on the verge of death and frantically tried, "uncle, if your daughter is really bullied, you can tell me that I must skin that man."

President Bo's cold eyes are full of sullen and cold cuts, and his voice is deep and strong. He spits out a word between his thin lips and teeth: "roll!"

The young man felt that the uncle was not easy to get along with and didn't know good or bad.

He looked up at him and was about to say something. Suddenly, he was frightened by the chill in his eyes. The boy unconsciously stepped back.

"You, why are you looking at me like that?"

President Bo took Shen liyang's hand and left. If he stayed on, he would probably abolish that bastard.

He walked too fast. Shen Liyang was still holding the little guy. Xiaobao people walked slowly. Shen Liyang, who wanted to balance the two phases, almost didn't fall down.

The angry Bo cold voice didn't notice, but Xiaobao saw it and cried out with some dissatisfaction: "Dad, you go too fast, I can't catch up with Ma Ma Ma."

When President Bo heard the speech, he realized how inappropriate he had just done. He stopped, his deep eyebrows narrowed slightly and apologized to her in a low voice: "sorry, i..."

What am I?

Not on purpose?

Or I'm just a little angry?

President Bo pauses and frowns.

Shen Liyang saw this, stood on tiptoe, poked his tight frown, "what's the matter?"

Bo president Mou color looks at her deeply: "Yang Yang..." He opened his mouth, but after calling her name, there was no follow-up. "Nothing. Let's go back first.""Really OK?" In the car, Shen Liyang plays with Xiaobao, but also cares about the feelings of the president.

President Bo slightly pulled the corner of his lip, "it's OK."

However, after Shen Liyang went to the production group in the afternoon, the chief brand officer, the leader of the cosmetics industry of Bo's group's most famous subsidiary, was called to Nanshan No.1 Hospital in a hurry, and brought the most luxurious men's skin care products.

"That's all? When will it work? "

President Bo's deep eyebrows and eyes glanced at the skin care products he had brought and asked.

The brand official hesitated for a moment: "I don't know the effect of Mr. Bo's asking is that What? "

"How many years younger can I be when I use up all this?" said Bo

The brand officer looked at President Bo without any picky skin condition, which was different from the delicate skin of a woman. It was a natural skin color with wheat color. According to his professional vision, he looked carefully for several seconds and found nothing to improve.

"Mr. bo With all due respect, your skin condition, at present, has nothing to change. "

This is better than many male stars who take good care of their skin all day long. How can it be improved?

But what he said was not what President Bo wanted to hear. "Bo's group has spent a lot of money to support you, and can't even solve this problem?"

Brand Officer: He suspected that he had been deliberately difficult, but dare not say.

"Mr. Bo, stop your anger."

"Thin cold voice some impatient looking at the things on the table," each is introduced once

The brand officials dare not say a word. They are just like the students' examination. They are strict about the function and function of each product, and even the score. They don't even dare to breathe in the middle.

I can't help it. President Bo's momentum is too pressing. He is afraid that he will stutter when he stops and starts again.