Seeing that Little Xiaxia liked this flower, Bo Qingli's fox-like eyes revealed a deeper smile. "When we finish filming the variety show, I'll bring you over to pick it."
"Okay." Little Xiaxia smiled until her eyes curved into crescents, brighter than the spring sun.
[ Is this Bo Xiao's son!! Oh my god, how many women will have their hearts stolen when he grows up? ]
[ Help, this child's name is Bo Qingli, right? I actually have improper thoughts about an underage child. I'm guilty. I'll face the wall and reflect. ]
[ I don't have any thoughts about Bo Qingli. I especially have thoughts about Bo Qingli and Little Xiaxia. I really think they're so compatible. If Bo Qingli doesn't like Little Xiaxia, I'll eat that upside down. ]
Just as everyone was shouting that Little Xiaxia and Bo Qingli were very compatible, another car slowly drove in from outside the manor.
"Hello, everyone." A couple got out of the car. It was Best Actor Qin and his wife. Behind them was a very handsome young man.
The young man was wearing a white shirt. At a glance, one could tell that he must be the most perfect class type in the hearts of all high school girls.
Seeing Little Xiaxia, the corners of Qin Lang's lips curled up. However, he still followed his parents and greeted Jun Shiling and Xia Wanyuan first.
Bo Qingli listened to An Rao's reprimand, but his gaze landed on Qin Lang with obvious hostility.
Little Xiaxia knew that Bo Qingli's results had never been good. She thought that Bo Qingli was unhappy that she was talking to Qin Lang about this, so she shook her head. "No need. Brother Qingli bought me an essay last time. I'll memorize it more."
With that, Little Xiaxia leaned towards Bo Qingli and gently pulled his sleeve. "Brother Qingli, you're my best friend. Don't be jealous."
Sensing a slight movement on his sleeve, Bo Qingli's eyebrows twitched. "Ignore him during the recording of the show."
Little Xiaxia cared a lot about Bo Qingli, but how could the sister raised by Jun Yin and Jun Jiajin be so insensible? She frowned slightly. "That's rude. Brother Qin Lang treats me quite well."
Bo Qingli exhaled deeply. "Then you're not allowed to take the initiative to look for him. Is that okay?"
"Okay, I promise you." Little Xiaxia smiled at Bo Qingli, revealing two shallow dimples. "Then will you still bring me to pick flowers?"
Bo Qingli laughed in anger and squeezed out, "Of course. The entire mountain is yours."
Not far away, Qin Lang stood behind his parents and watched Bo Qingli and Little Xiaxia interact as if no one was around. A hint of bitterness appeared in his heart.