Actor is a sleeping pill

Chapter 78 "Take me home and then, don't go."

Seeing his white cheeks puffed up, Shi Liang chuckled, and couldn't help poking his cheek with his hand.

When she smiled, Gu Ziwu couldn't help but smile too.

He grabbed her hand helplessly, the slender fingertips were soft and icy, and he smiled dotingly: "Stop making trouble."

Shi Liang raised his eyebrows, and his slender eyes were stained with lust.

She gently scratched his palm with her fingertips, and her voice was a little lazy.

"Take me home and then, don't go."

don't want to bear it
It's tempting to see and touch, it's better to eat it as soon as possible.

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The next evening.

thin house
Compared with Bao Xiaowei's house, this place is a little more primitive.

It occupies a large area, and it has a bit of the architectural style of the Republic of China. It is retro and low-key, but if you look closely, you can see the objects placed behind the screen.

There is also this set of furniture, which are all good and elegant antiques handed down.

Mr. Bo likes these things, so the whole house is more like his collection.

Mr. Bo was wearing a black Chinese tunic suit, leaning on a cane with one hand, with gray hair but hale and hearty.

He was sitting in the side hall, holding a black chess piece, which slowly landed on the chessboard.

Sitting opposite is the old man of the Hou family, who looks benevolent and kind.

Those who don't know him must not be able to see that he was also a person who came down from the battlefield, with the most violent blood flowing on his body, and he also killed all directions when he was young.

The pomp outside Bo's house was huge, even more exaggerated than celebrities walking the red carpet.

A wide red carpet was laid all the way, long and straight to the main hall.

But although the Bo family is in Beicheng, the Bo family is in Liangcheng, which is very close to Beicheng.

Previously, Bo Zhai was built in Beicheng, and Tiananmen Square can be seen within a few minutes of walking out of Bo Zhai.

Later, because of the turmoil in the Bo family, the ancestral house was also taken away and changed into another look.

Old man Bo took his whole family to Liangcheng, but when Bo Xiaowei brought up the entire Bo family, the old man was unwilling to move the ancestral house back.

He said that this yard is the same as the previous ancestral house, but different.

The appearance is the same, but the mood of living is different.

If the Bo family can't get up, then every day of living here is a shame.

If the Bo family is prosperous, then living here is to be alert to oneself every day. Similarly, every day of living here is to be my tolerance.

But it doesn't matter if Bo's house is not in Beicheng, the original land of Bo's house is now the land of Bo Xiaowei's community.

Everyone guessed which real estate developer who covered the sky with his hands made such a community, but no one knew it was her.

It's like everyone knows how powerful the Bo family used to be, but everyone has long forgotten that in the old Bo family, a house was demolished, but the area was enough to build the entire community today.

"Old Bo, my children and grandchildren are getting older, and I want to hug my grandson." Mr. Hou didn't know what it means to be tactful, so he spoke directly when he had just laid a white son.

Mr. Bo gently placed the sunspot next to the white one, with a slight smile in his eyes.

He said unhurriedly: "Hou Ruiming has also reached the age of marriage, I will pay attention to him and choose a good one for him."

"You know, I'm not talking about the boss." Mr. Hou pursed his lips, and suddenly asked in a low voice, "When will you let your precious granddaughter marry that brat of mine?"

Old Man Bo glanced at him, as if he hadn't thought about why he was so impatient.

But then he thought that Hou Ruixin's child came to find him in order to save Xiaowei, and it took great pains.

It seems that she is sincere, and she should treat Xiaowei well after marriage.

As he thought about it, the proud smile on his face couldn't be stopped, but he still said modestly: "Let them handle the affairs of their young people themselves, we are old bones, we can't control it."

　Deputy CP's food-eating drama is not worthy of having a name, so I'll sprinkle sugar later~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)