Why does this person have such a dog-like temper? He has to take advantage of the language details. She invited him to come and when will he beg him?
She remembered Wen Yan and Mr. Xue, and they all said they wanted to coax him. She simply joined and didn't compete with him.
"Well, I'm afraid you can't get there too much."
She said, walking forward with the drink in her arms, looking back at him as she walked, "I bought juice and I'll wait for you to come."
In fact, if he didn't come, she would start eating.
Bo Siyan was so angry that he stood beside the car without moving. Seeing her showing him the bargain drink like she offered treasure, he suddenly felt that he had punched the cotton. It was a bit useless to be angry for those two hours.
Qin Songyao reminded him, "Let's go quickly, the food is not delicious if it is cold."
He didn't say anything, but he moved.
Qin Songyao curled his lips.
The two of them walked into the alley one after another.
The moonlight is particularly good tonight.
Qin Songyao walked and started humming songs. Before he could reach the door of Xue's hometown, he saw an old man protruding his head at the door with his chicken feet.
She walked over happily, "Grandpa Xue!"
Old Xue sniffed, squinted his eyes with laughter, and looked back, and indeed saw Bo Siyan holding his face.
He chewed the chicken feet, and he picked up the pot without opening any pot, and said, "You guy, you have such a big temper. I see your attitude of running away after losing the vegetables, and I thought you wouldn't come to eat it today if you starve to death today
Woolen cloth."
Bo Siyan frowned.
Qin Songyao listened and felt something was wrong. He quickly turned around and said to Mr. Xue: "You have eaten my chicken feet, don't tear me off."
Mr. Xue smiled, lost his bones, wiped his mouth, and walked in with his hands behind his back.
Qin Songyao breathed a sigh of relief and said to Bo Siyan standing at the door: "Mr. Bo, you come in, hurry up and take your seat, everyone is waiting for you."
Bo Siyan glanced at her, "Where did the room come from?"
Qin Songyao pointed at Lao Xue and the housekeeper, and pointed at himself, "Two grandpas and me."
Grandpa, the housekeeper, is a good person and is specially protruding his head out of the kitchen.
"No, the old man and I are so hungry that the table of dishes. The chef insists on not letting them touch them, saying that they were specially made for you and have to wait for you to arrive."
Bo Siyan walked into the yard and Liangliang said, "If she doesn't go out and walk around, she doesn't have to wait for me."
"Yes, it's my fault. Mr. Bo, please take it more." Qin Songyao was speechless.
Mr. Xue couldn't help but interrupt again: "Boy, your temper needs to be changed. Fortunately, your wife has a good temper. If she wants to change her temper, she will not even be able to enter your house."
Qin Songyao was unable to let Bo Siyan enter the house. She brought all the dishes to the house, invited the two of them to sit down, and solemnly invited Bo Dazu.
Bo Siyan responded coldly and went into the room and sat down.
There were two old men who stopped serving the dishes at the same table.
"I'm full of tiger skin chicken feet made by Xiao Qin."
"Yes, we won't eat it."
Qin Songyao felt sorry for it. After several invitations, the two old men waved their hands and went to the yard to work hard. It seemed that there was a big event tonight.
She wanted to invite her again, and Bo Siyan glanced at her and said, "Sit down."
"ah?"
"Can't you see it? They did it on purpose."
Qin Songyao thought about it and realized.
The two old men are quite cute, afraid that there are too many people, so isn't she easy to coax Bo Siyan?
All the furnishings in the house were still objects from many years ago. Suddenly, Qin Songyao sat down and felt a bit like she was in her grandfather's house. However, there was still popularity here, and there was only people left in her grandfather's house.