Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

In order to prevent Fu Wanwan from appearing in Bo's house again, Bao Siyin simply decided to live in Bo's house permanently and never go out for nothing.

Therefore, apart from taking care of Bo Yan, Fang Jianing had to be pulled over by Bo Siyin to eat melon seeds and chat with each other from time to time.

Although the workload has increased, there are also many benefits.

Bo Siyin has a straightforward personality and is humorous. From time to time, she bursts out some jokes about Bo Siheng and Bo Yan and his son, which always make people laugh. Fang Jianning is also in a much better mood. The relationship between Yan and Yan has also warmed up a lot.

As for Bo Siheng...

This gave Fang Jianing a headache, and he didn't know which muscle was wrong. This busy man has been working at home these days.The scene of him standing by Fu Wanwan's side without hesitation is vivid in my memory, and the sight of him will remind people of the unhappiness that day.

Therefore, as long as there is a place where Bo Siheng appears, within a radius of ten meters, Fang Jianning will automatically escape.

Can't be provoked or can't hide?

"Hiding me on purpose?"

But someone just didn't want her to hide in this clean place.

Fang Jianning looked up reluctantly, and looked at the person who suddenly appeared at the kitchen door.

"No, how dare you?"

Bao Siheng stepped forward, while Fang Jianning retreated wisely.

He steps forward, she steps back.

"You do not dare?"

Bao Siheng raised his eyebrows, his action was so obvious, but he was very daring!

In the room, Ning was still holding the dough pancakes he was going to make for Bo Yan, so he couldn't go out directly, so he was forced to the kitchen cabinet, and there was no way to retreat.

"Don't go any further!"

The distance was too close, and Fang Jianing was very uncomfortable with the oppressive feeling of the man, and subconsciously raised his hand to block in front of him.

"I have flour on my hands, I can't afford to stain your expensive suit!"

Bao Siheng lowered his eyes, and the pair of white hands in front of him were indeed an eyesore, so he stopped and continued to move forward, retracted his forward leaning body, and casually inserted his right hand into the pocket of his trousers.

"Why do you hide from me?"

"..."

Why?Don't you have a B number in your heart?
"It's nothing, I just don't want to be kicked out again inexplicably!"

There was no way to avoid it anyway, so Fang Jianning simply continued to knead the dough in front of Bao Siheng.

"Do you mind what happened that day?"

"..."

Try it with you, see if you mind?
The bottom of her heart was roaring, but Fang Jianning was still calm on the surface.

"What qualifications do I have to mind as a nanny!"

Does this mean that he is dissatisfied that he introduced her as a "nanny" in front of Fu Wanwan?
Bo Siheng's chest surged with anger.

In his interpretation, Fang Jianning's calmness is yin and yang.

I have already taken the initiative to break the ice, but what does this woman mean by putting on airs?
"Just remember who you are!"

Throwing down a sentence coldly, Bao Siheng turned around and strode away.

The reason why the CEO condescended to come to the kitchen just to humiliate her?
Fang Jianning slammed the bread in his hand on the panel, and punched Bao Siheng's back in the air.

It's okay, don't be angry, what scene has you never seen, what is this!
Taking a deep breath and adjusting his state, Fang Jianning picked up the bread again.

Coaxing Xiaobao well is the plan!

There is always a vague aroma lingering in the air, the smell of oily smoke mixed with scallions, this kind of smell is almost absent in Bozhai, which always requires a healthy diet.

Bao Siheng stopped working and looked up to the door, just in time to see Aunt Lin passing by with a tray.

The fragrance is very strong.

"Sister Lin."

"Master!"

"What's on the side?"

Aunt Lin hurriedly took two steps forward, and showed the plate to Bao Siheng.

The yellow and golden pancakes are still prickling and steaming.

"It's the scallion pancake made by Miss Fang. It tastes very good. Would you like some?"

"No need."

No matter how tempting the pancakes are, just the word "Miss Fang" is enough to dissuade him.

"……OK then!"

Aunt Lin felt a little sorry for the young master's lack of appreciation.

Obviously Mrs. Lin has gone far away, but the scent still pierces into the nostrils, seducing someone's gluttons.

Feeling that his work was interrupted, Bao Siheng frowned, got up and closed the door.

When I returned to the desk, the smell was still there. It turned out that the window was not closed.

Bao Siheng got up again and walked to the window.

No wonder it tastes so great!

On the garden terrace under the window, Fang Jianning and Aunt Lin were distributing scallion pancakes to everyone, very busy.

Everyone was feasting, especially Bo Yan, who was eating so much oil that his hands were full of oil, nodding his head while eating, and the usual high-cold fan was nowhere to be found.

This was the first time I saw Bo Yan eating something so delicious.

Bao Siheng looked at Fang Jianning with a softer gaze.

He knew that Fang Jianning could cook, and she was the one who cooked three meals a day before, but because he didn't like her, he never ate it once.

Is it really that delicious?

Now Bo Siheng seems to be a little more curious about Fang Jianning's cooking skills.

"Huh, big brother?"

Bao Siyin, who was eating heartily, looked up and suddenly saw Bao Siheng by the window, and waved the scallion pancake in his hand to him.

"Very delicious scallion pancake, do you want to try it?"

Bao Siheng looked back with a cold face.

"I promise you have never tasted it before, you are innocent!"

With a bang, the curtains were drawn again.

"Leave him alone, let's eat!"

Bao Siyin didn't mind, she turned around and asked others to eat as if nothing had happened.

Fang Jianning also laughed along with the crowd, but unconsciously turned around to peek at the closed window.

The laughter downstairs and the scent in the air made it difficult for Bo Siheng to calm down, and he lost his working status.

They want to go out, but feel vaguely wrong, what if they misunderstand that they actually want to eat that cake?Bao Siheng could only get up and pace back and forth in the room.

Damn woman, why don't you make scallion pancakes?

and many more!

Bao Siheng stopped suddenly.

This is obviously my home, so don't you have personal freedom?Make it like you have a guilty conscience!
Bao Siheng turned around suddenly and strode towards the door.

Just as he opened the door, he saw Bo Yan who raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Speak?"

"Well, for you."

A tray was handed to Bo Siheng, and Bo Yan still had his usual indifferent and arrogant mouth.

It's scallion pancakes again!
Bao Siheng frowned instantly, his whole body refused.

"I don't eat junk food."

"My aunt said it's okay to eat a little once in a while, and it's really delicious!"

As Bo Yan spoke, he even licked his lips eagerly.

This inadvertent little action made Bo Siheng even more uncomfortable.

This kid's heart was so easily captured by that woman with a plate of food?
There is a faint feeling that his son has been robbed.

No matter how delicious it is.

"Take it!"

"This is the last plate, are you sure you don't want to eat it?"

Such a delicious food can be refused, Bo Yan tilted his head, looked arrogant, turned around and left with the plate in his arms.

"and many more!"

Seeing Bo Yan walking and reaching out to grab the scallion pancakes from the plate, Bo Siheng stopped him again.

"Leave it."

Seeing that Bo Siheng suddenly became interested in scallion pancakes again, Bo Yan hurriedly hid the plate in his bosom, his face wrinkled.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't eat it?"

Bao Siheng didn't respond, he went up to snatch the plate from Bo Yan's hand, turned around and went back to the study.

Just now I found out that among the group of people downstairs, Shu Boyan eats the most delicious food. He has a bad stomach since he was a child, so he must not be allowed to continue eating.

Fang Jianning didn't know his physical condition yet, Bao Siyin was not only nervous, but also spoiled him, and he was the only father who worried about him.

Putting down the plate, Bao Siheng sat back at the desk and worked.

But where is there any thought of serious work?The aroma on the plate was so heartbreaking that he couldn't help but want to look up.

Crisp and golden, still bubbling.

Bao Siheng's Adam's apple twitched, he looked around unnaturally, and slowly stretched out his hand to the plate.