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Bo Ye was silent for a long time looking at the photo. Lin Ci next to him felt that the explanation was useless. Bo Ye was obviously stuck in this mood and couldn't get out. No amount of persuasion from others would be in vain.

He sighed and went out, his boss didn't know when he could look away.

At a time, the other side of the ocean, Tang Tang and only play out of the airport, in front of Chris unlock the car, he smiled and helped Tang carrying a suitcase, "you two things on a box?"

"Yes ah "Tang Shi smiled, "Some of the clothes that I wear often, some cosmetics, and everything else is external."

"Okay." Chris pulled the car door for them, "It's okay. If there is something in need, I will do it for you. Pay the bill."

"Just holding this idea!" Tang Wei sat in the back row and shouted with a smile, "Uncle Chris, where are we going tonight?"

"Uncle will take you to Western food, and then you will have a good rest tonight. Sleep. How about making arrangements for you tomorrow?"

Chris turned the steering wheel and whistled, "This is the first time your wife has traveled so far to come to me. I left all my work to accompany you. "

I like Uncle Chris the most!"

Tang Wei smiled so that his eyes narrowed. Chris is a very important friend of Tang poetry. When Tang poetry was wronged in the past, Chris flew over with a plane ticket without saying anything. Feelings cannot be faked.

The country in the United States is really big. Chris drove for a full hour, and when he arrived home, Tang Wei yelled happily, "Uncle Chris, your yard is so big!"

"There is so much land here ." Especially a few years ago, the government land was given to us for nothing. I wish we could buy more land.”

Chris parked the car in the yard and pulled Tang Wei into the house. Tang poetry followed at the end and turned on the lights. But even more amazed, "Wow!"

The decoration is different from the simple and advanced tone of Bo Ye’s house, it is pure European royal style, fireplace, Christmas tree, various murals on the walls, revolving stairs, crystal chandelier, and a shotgun on the wall. .

Tang Wei's eyes lit up, "Is that a real gun?"

Chris smiled mysteriously, "Yes, I have a gun qualification certificate here, but don't touch it, you know?"

Tang Wei glanced at that. Gun, did not speak.

Chris really took a bundle of firewood from the wood room, then piled it in the fireplace, and made some finely ignited dead branches. After tinkering there for a while, a small stream rose in the fireplace. Fire.

Tang Wei has watched a lot of family life abroad on TV. This is the first time he has seen such a real thing. His face blushed in surprise, and he wanted to get closer to get warm. Chris smiled, "Be careful, it's not booming yet. You can come here when the fire is strong in the evening."

Tang Wei followed Chris up the circling stairs, and happened to meet a man carrying a pot of roasted whole chicken to Tang Wei, saying hello to Tang Wei, "Good young master."

"Mrs. Deborah ." Chris said hello in English, "This is my good friend's little son, look at him, is he cute?"

"Sweetheart." Mrs. Debord put the roast chicken on the table and approached Tang Wei and squatted down. , Put a candy in his hand. She could not speak Chinese, then in English to communicate with him, but surprise, Tang are able to understand, "Welcome to Chris mansion, little master. Oh, you're so cute, the baby is simply God."

Is grams The servants in Reese's family said that the young master was much more comfortable than the ones in Bo Ye's family.

Tang Wei showed the attitude of a young gentleman from abroad, and then bent over, "Good evening madam."

Tang Shi followed up to greet Madam Debo, still in English, "Hello Madam, I have been disturbing in recent days."

"No. No." Mrs. Debord covered her mouth and smiled, "Miss, can I praise you? You are so beautiful and more attractive than any girl I have ever seen. Oh, your son is also very cute."

"Thank you for the compliment." Tang Shi squinted and smiled. "It's also my honor. Will Madam dine with me next time?"

" Mrs. Debord always dines with me. She is not only my babysitter, but also very much like me. My mother." Chris pulled out the chair, "Hey Tang Wei, come here, kid, sit here."

Four people sat down around the table with an unopened bottle of red wine on the table, surrounded by vegetables. There are steaks and fresh salmon slices. The turkey is grilled with browned oil and has a savory aroma. The belly is stuffed with fruit trees. There are also smoked grilled fish and various vegetable salads next to it.

The knives and forks were polished brightly, and they were neatly placed beside the dinner plate, and you can see how detailed the owner's life is. Chris graciously drew the red wine before Mrs. Debord stood up, and the dark red liquid poured into the wine glass, flowing with a coquettish and bewitching beauty.

"Do you want to try?"

Chris glanced at Tang Wei. "Learn to drink like an adult?"

Tang Shi did not stop him. Tang Wei had a strong idea. He responded, and Chris poured some on him. In the cup in front of him, "You are a lot mature."

Tang Wei looked up, and Chris saw his eyes that were different from the previous ones. He sighed in his heart, Tang Wei really matured.

A supper was very happy, during which everyone communicated in English without pressure. Tang Wei was able to keep up with them. Mrs. De Bo couldn’t stop admiring, “It’s so smart, Miss Tang, you’re so blessed. "

Tang Shi smiled shyly, drank some red wine, ate some roast chicken, and after an hour everyone was full, stood up and helped Mrs. Debo clean the table.

"Oh no, let me come, miss. Maybe you can go downstairs with Master Chris to chat for a while. I'll make a pot of black tea for you later."

"Madam, you're welcome."

Tang Shi drank the red wine, his face was a little red, and his eyes were wet. When he walked downstairs to the sofa, Chris helped clean up the tableware and walked down. He saw Tang Shi shrink on the sofa like this, with a slightly sullen face and charming eyes. Chris tweeted, "I guess no man would refuse you now."

Tang Shi hugged a big bear over one meter on the sofa, leaned on it, and said to Chris, "Come on, I listen to your rhetoric.

I'm tired of it." "I'm complimenting you, baby." Chris smiled and curled his lips, sitting next to Tang poetry, and rubbing her into his arms, "Hey, I love you, and I have suffered so many grievances from others."