Chapter 257 You finally woke up
Fever?
How can such a beautiful thing be burned? The key is that it is expensive!
The third uncle doesn't want it anyway...
Bo Qingshan peeked at Bo Yanqing's back as he walked upstairs, stood behind the bar with his hands behind his back, whistled slowly, and waited until he heard the door closing upstairs. He immediately hugged the skirt and dress, rushed back to his room, and locked the door.
Hehe, when Sister Jiaojiao comes over on Saturday, it will be just in time to give it to her.
He has no money now. The third uncle, as the elder, should contribute to his love. At most, he should be more filial to him when he grows up. Besides, his mother taught him that diligence and frugality are virtues since he was a child. He should listen to A good boy as mommy says.
At noon, Lu Zhenzhen and Gao Zhe finally left the room.
The tables are being set up in the restaurant.
Jiang Yu personally ordered that the dining table be placed downstairs these days. The weather was cold and he was too lazy to walk so far to eat.
Nan Jiaojiao was lying on the recliner. When she heard footsteps, she lazily raised her eyes.
As soon as their eyes met, Lu Zhenzhen was stunned. After being stunned, he ran down quickly.
“Baby!”
She burst into tears and threw herself into Nan Jiaojiao’s arms, “You’re awake, it’s great, you worried me to death, you I don’t even know, I was so scared that I didn’t sleep all night, and I didn’t want to eat or drink. If you don’t wake up, I will go with you!”
Nan Jiaojiao and Gao Zhe looked at each other, obviously seeing Gao Zhe. There was helplessness in Zhe's eyes and gritted teeth.
At any rate, in front of the main palace, Nan Jiaojiao restrained herself, "Isn't it okay?"
"Fortunately you are okay, otherwise I would rush to Bo's house and kill Bo Yanqing!"< br>
She spoke too quickly, and as soon as the words came out, Lu Zhenzhen’s whole Tianlinggai felt cold. She raised her head stiffly, and glanced at Nan Jiaojiao with empty eyes. As expected, she saw Nan Jiaojiao’s slightly stiff expression, and she felt a secret in her heart. angry.
I want to leave Nan Jiaojiao, but my hands are holding her chest. The picture is a bit too big.
"Uh, why do I think you have grown?" "Where?"
Nan Jiaojiao slapped Lu Zhenzhen's hand away and came in person, "Is it too big?"
Lu Zhenzhen nodded seriously, "It's a little, it should be the stimulating effect, they grew up on their own. "
Nan Jiaojiao: "It's OK without anyone else's help? "
"Should, right? Look at my artificially developed ones. Here, here are the ones A Zhe likes. Place, I feel the flesh is distributed irregularly.”
"Really? Let me take a look."
Lu Zhenzhenke actively pushed her hair away, opened her coat and leaned over. Nan Jiaojiao stretched out her hand directly.
Gao Zhe passed by from behind, listened to their messy conversation, turned around and left, rubbing his brow with a stiff hand.
Jiang Yu put a cup of soup in front of Gao Zhe and looked at him distressedly, "Thank you for your hard work. I've been squeezed out like this. Please make up for it. I've stewed it specially for you."
Gao Zhe paused for a moment, slowly lowered his hand, his expression was normal, "Thank you, Mr. Jiang."
"Thank you. I have reserved Zhenzhen's room here, which is also your room. You should do whatever you do in it. No one knows anyway."
As he said that, he turned to Aunt Mou He said: "Change the sheets in Zhenzhen's room later, wash them well, and fume them again."
After saying that, he caught a glimpse of Gao Zhe's uncomfortable look and said with relief: "It's okay, don't worry. Shy, young people, why don't we comfort each other when we get older?"
Gao Zhe: "..."
He'd better drink soup.
It tasted pretty good. In order to change the subject, I asked specifically: "It tastes very good. What kind of soup is this?"
Jiang Yu's noodles did not change his color: "Oh, beef whip soup."
(End of this chapter)