Bo Siyan worked very seriously and found Qin Songyao in a daze on the way. When she looked up, she saw that her face was red.
He frowned.
"You have a fever again?"
Qin Songyao said "ah" and came to his senses.
"No."
Bo Siyan glanced around and the sun was getting bigger and bigger.
“Get in.”
"I'll get it done and go in."
He took the shovel in her hand and said, "Go to Mr. Xue to get the thermometer."
Qin Songyao was guilty and said "Oh" and went in.
She knew she didn't have a fever, but she still asked for a thermometer to cover up her eyes.
Mr. Xue checked her again and confirmed that there was no problem.
"It's okay, it's enough to rest as usual."
Qin Songyao nodded and looked in the direction of Bo Siyan. He was no longer in place.
Around me, Wen Yan was calling Wen Yu.
When she heard the movement, she became active and borrowed a cell phone from Wen Yan.
Unexpectedly, Wen Yan took out her own cell phone from her bag.
Qin Songyao was surprised.
"Wen Yan, you are so treasured!"
Smiling at the banquet.
Qin Songyao lowered his head and just turned on the phone, he found that the screen of the phone was broken into a spider web.
"Did you fall yesterday?" she murmured twice.
Wen Yan was still smiling slightly.
In the morning, he packed up his things, and Wenyu made trouble on the side and accidentally fell.
Bo Siyan went to the flower room, rolled up her cuffs, and looked across from her casually, and saw Qin Songyao sitting in the room, tilting her head to speak to Wen Yan. When she saw that she had a cell phone in her hand.
His face darkened.
He didn't lend it to her, so she ran to Wenyan to borrow it?
Suddenly, he remembered Pei Qi again.
Qin Songyao was about to call Zhen Wenrou when he felt that someone was looking at him, and he happened to meet Bo Siyan's cold face.
Although he always has this cold face.
But depending on the degree of coldness, there are also facial micro-expressions.
She still knew whether he was emotional, angry, or even more angry.
Now that's how it is, it should be a slight anger.
Have you gotten tired of working?
She thought about it and it seemed to be her job.
She sent a text message to Zhen Wenrou to report her safety, then got up and went to the opposite side.
As soon as she arrived, Bo Siyan withdrew his gaze and went to sort out the flowers with a cold face.
"Don't do it, I'll do it." Qin Songyao said.
Bo Siyan ignored her.
Qin Songyao looked down at him, "Are you angry?"
Her questioning so bluntly made Bo Siyan suddenly realize that she was angry because of the little thing she was borrowing a mobile phone with Wen Yan. If she thought about it carefully, she was simply sick.
She borrows from whoever she wants, and what does it have to do with him.
If it weren't for the fact that they were still on the same marriage certificate, he might not have cared about her yesterday.
"Go out and don't be upset here."
When Qin Songyao heard this, he couldn't help rolling his eyes.
"If you feel annoyed, don't do it. There is no need to compete with yourself. I'll do it."
What the hell is she talking about?
He couldn't help but look up, frowned and looked at her coldly.
Qin Songyao felt that he was as bright and shady as a kitten and a dog. She also squatted down and wanted to bring the tools over.
Unexpectedly, he snatched it back with his backhand, and it was too fast and rubbed it against her palm.
Qin Songyao hissed.
He paused.
Both sides looked at each other, and she stretched out her hand to show him.
"Not hurt."
He opened his mouth, "...I'll go out without being hurt."
Qin Songyao suddenly felt like she wanted to laugh, so she stood up, patted the gray, and sat down under the flower stand beside her.
"Bo Siyan, how old are you this year?"
The man looked back at her.
She doesn't even know how old he is?
Qin Songyao gestured to him a three-digit number, "You can be at most this number, really."