Cloud painting the whole person is like being chopped by thunder!

She stares at someone who is physically handicapped, sitting on her sofa, looking at pictures with her mother!

There are few photos of her when she was a child, but the one holding erha's neck and being dragged by erha is definitely her signature black history!

It's too dark to be any more black!

"Mom

Yunhua left his luggage and rushed towards Jiang Huanqing, reaching for the photos.

However, Jiang Huanqing did not give the cloud painting: "be careful, don't damage it. This one doesn't even have negative film. I'll go to the photo studio and ask others to take a few more."

"Mom Cloud painting gritted her teeth, and she glared at Bo Si Qing, "Why are you here?"

"How to speak!" Jiang Huanqing glared at Yun Hua and said, "two days ago, Xiao Si called me and said thank you for going to see him. I will discuss with the small secretary, if he does not have a place to recuperate, he will come here first and have a good deal with Chu Yu. Others Chu Yu all agree to let him live in his house! It's about more chopsticks. It's very convenient! "

"Cloud painting gritted his teeth," said two days ago

"Yes, we agreed on Thursday. Xiao Si arrived on Friday night."

“……” Cloud painting is speechless.

She turned to stare at Chu Yu. No wonder when they went to the provincial capital on Friday night, Chu Yu said he didn't have to go to the military region hospital to see Bo Si Qing!

I'm visiting a ghost. People are running home!

Chu Yu turned his head directly to look at the ceiling chandelier, only when he did not feel the cloud painting that would almost "kill" the eyes. Is that his boss, against the boss? You want to die.

"Is painting not welcome?" Bo Si Qing opened his mouth with a smile. As long as you want to be flat, you have to be as flat as possible.

Cloud painting in Jiang Huanqing that covetous eyes, skin smile flesh does not smile to say, "welcome, of course welcome!"

Yun Hua and Chu Yu haven't had dinner yet. Jiang Huanqing goes to get them dinner.

Bo Si Qing Chong cloud painting wave, "girl, come and sit."

Cloud painting sat in the past and said, "what are you doing?"

Bo Si Qing reached out and rubbed her head: "what do you say?"

"Don't move my hair. I'm not a cat or a dog. I'm not a person who touches his head." Cloud painting opened his hand.

Her action is a little bit big, Bo Si Qing immediately "hiss" one, the expression also has some pain.

Cloud painting was startled and asked in a hurry: "what's the matter? Is it a wound? Or moved to the fracture site? You should not be discharged from the hospital! "

Bo Si Qing looked at the cloud painting for a few seconds, and suddenly showed a smiling face: "I lied to you. Girl, you are still worried about me

“……” Cloud painting makes the teeth itch.

"Draw, come and bring the soup." Jiang Huanqing called in the kitchen.

Yunhua shrugged his nose from Bosi, left a vicious look, and went to the kitchen to serve soup.

"This is black fish soup, which is especially good for the patient's wound recovery. Take it to Xiaosi. Come and get a small bowl. It's too hot. What's more, go and call Chu Yu. The dumplings I'll cook for you two will be ready soon. " Jiang said.

Cloud painting looked at the bowl of milk white fish soup with strong fragrance in her hands, and really felt that Bosi Qing was her mother's own!

"Auntie's craftsmanship is wonderful." When Bo Si Qing saw the fish soup, he praised it sincerely.

Yun Hua put the fish soup down, bent down and said to Bo Si Qing, "as long as you want, there are people who are better than my mother's to make soup for you. What are you doing in my house? Don't fool me with the same kind of talk about my mother

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