So Bo Zhifu said, "Your brain is crazy and confused every day, aren't you tired?"

Xu Qingcheng snorted, but he didn't say anything, but he still felt satisfied. She just let Bo Zhi hold her and walked towards the mountain little by little.

On the way, Xu Qingcheng suddenly thought of something: "I have been resting for a long time. After I get back, I will start writing the script again. This is my job, I will not give up, nor do I want to give up."

Xu Qingcheng said this directly, and his eyes looked at Bo Zhifu without any joking.

Before, it was because of her pregnancy and the unstable situation, and then various accidents that occurred one after another, Xu Qingcheng did not touch the script.

Everything has stabilized now, and Xu Qingcheng is not a person who can be idle, so she has to find something for herself.

"I won't object to the extent that you can physically accept." Bo Zhiqiu said directly, "But I won't agree with staying up late to write scripts."

Xu Qingcheng hummed: "Okay."

"Beautiful, don't be lip service." Bo Zhifeng spoke lightly.

Xu Qingcheng stuck out his tongue and suddenly felt that no matter how she thoughts she had, she simply didn't say anything.

Seeing that Xu Qingcheng was well-behaved, Bo Zhixu said nothing, and the two went down the mountain all the way.

Turin, where night falls, is not as lively as in China, and seems to have become much deserted all of a sudden.

People who occasionally walk on the road are tourists like them, curiosity about this ancient city.

Xu Qingcheng and Bo Zhixu walked around the ancient city for a while, and then Bo Zhixu took Xu Qingcheng back to the castle, and the dinner was still prepared by Bo Zhixu himself.

Xu Qingcheng is used to it.

This kind of life is quiet and peaceful, but it makes people feel extra calm and calm, and Xu Qingcheng likes it.

In a blink of an eye, it has been two weeks since they came to Turin, and Xu Qingcheng seems to have been used to the lazy life here.

Xu Qingcheng didn't ask about the time of the return flight, and all these things will be arranged.

Xu Qingcheng doesn't need to worry about his brain.

But soon, Xu Qingcheng also discovered something was wrong. She chatted with Bo Zhiwei last night and slept very late.

Now when I opened my eyes, it was almost noon. It was normal for Bo Zhifeng not to be by the bed. This person has always been early.

Even in Turin, it is impossible to change the daily routine of Bo Zhifu. Moreover, even if Bo Zhifu is on a honeymoon, he will not work while accompanying him.

At other times, you still have to deal with your work sporadically.

However, when Xu Qingcheng left the master bedroom and went to the restaurant to find Bo Zhifu, he unexpectedly didn't see Bo Zhifu.

Instead, the butler walked forward quietly: "Madam, you are up. This is the breakfast prepared by sir."

Xu Qingcheng was stunned. Looking at the meal in front of him, it should have been brunch, and it was indeed made by Bo Zhifu himself.

Subconsciously, Xu Qingcheng asked: "Where have you been?"

The butler's waist: "The sir didn't explain."

Xu Qingcheng nodded. The servants here were not servants of the Bo family, so it was naturally impossible to know everything.

Xu Qingcheng didn't say anything, quietly lowered his head and ate the meal, and called Bo Zhiqian by the way.

Soon, Bo Zhifu's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Are you getting up?"

In a vague way, Xu Qingcheng seemed to be able to hear the background sound on the other end of Bo Zhifu.
Chapter completed!