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Bo Ye looked at Cen Huiqiu for a long time, and remembered the fearless words that Su Qi said at the time.

"Isn't Tang Shi single? Why can't I chase her?"

Why not?

The man narrowed his eyebrows, a trace of complicated emotion flashed in his eyes, and then said to Cen Huiqiu, "Mom, you pack all the soup."

Cen Huiqiu was stunned, "What are you doing? You want to bring a lunch box?"

"No. "

Bo Ye seemed to wake up suddenly, and smiled at his mother with a rare smile, "I will deliver the soup to your grandson now."

Cen Huiqiu knew what Bo Ye was going to do, and immediately said with red eyes. OK, OK, wait for me, but what else do you like to eat? Should I make a salad for him? By the way, you remember that necklace must be given to him."

"Okay, I remember. You don't make too much It will be a little messy, so the pigeon soup is ready."

"Okay, okay." Cen Huiqiu responded again and again, and after a while she carried an insulated bento out, "Be careful on the road."

"Yeah."

Bo Ye took it. After leaving the thermos barrel, he got in the car and went straight to Tang Shi's house in Baicheng.

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At seven o'clock that night, the door of Jiang Qi's house was knocked. Jiang Qi brushed his teeth and wore pajamas to open the door. As soon as the door opened, he saw Bo Ye standing outside with a handsome face. In a straight suit with a bag in his hand, he almost sprayed a mouthful of toothpaste on Bo Ye's face.

"I rely on."

Jiang Qi was taken aback and almost swallowed the toothpaste, rushed back to the toilet, gurgled, wiped his mouth and ran out, brushing the floor and standing outside the door, his eyes a little alert, "You Why are you here?" The

others were still in the room, and they didn't hear anything here.

Bo Ye was not embarrassed when he discovered that the person was Jiang Qi. Anyway, he and Jiang Qi had no grudges, so they put the thermos barrel and the jewelry box in Jiang Qi's hand, and the voice was still that low and magnetic tone. "My mother was thinking about Weiwei at night, so I stewed the soup. You let Tang Shi drink some together. In that box is the birthday gift she prepared for Weiwei at the beginning. Please pass it on to me."

Jiang Qi widened his eyes and felt what was in his hand. The thing weighed a thousand catties, and he muttered inconceivably, "Are you still Bo Ye?"

Bo Ye was amused by Jiang Qi's question, "What's the matter?"

"Hiss——" Jiang Qi gasped, "You were treated at the beginning. Our Tang poetry is merciless. Why are we rushing to treat her right now? Do you want to restore the old one?"

"Yes."

Bo Ye admitted openly.

Jiang Qi shook his heart again, "Are you going to rebel? I will accept things, don't show up in Tang Shi's eyes, it will ruin her good mood."

This sentence is a bit piercing, Bo Ye Frowning, just about to say something, the Tang poem inside led Tang Wei out, and at a glance he saw Bo Ye standing at the door.

Tang Wei's eyes widened, thinking he was hell. After parting with Bo Ye, they returned to Baicheng. Bo Ye’s family was in Haicheng, so why did they appear at their door again?

However, shocked and shocked, the little boy still yelled calmly and maturely, "Good evening, what can I do with us?"

Bo Ye glanced at Jiang Qi, then at the Tang poem on the side, and chose To tell the truth, "My mom made some soup for you and your mommy, so I sent it over."

Just for a pot of soup, I ran from Haicheng to Baicheng on purpose?

Do you have any watts in your head! Is this what the crazy and cool Bo Ye would do!

Tang Wei and Tang Shi looked at each other and both felt unbelievable, but Bo Ye was delivered to the door, let alone Cen Huiqiu’s stewed soup-Tang Shi didn’t need to have trouble with the food, so he stepped forward and took things from Jiang Qi, low. Said, "Then tell auntie for me, thank her."

"Okay."

Bo Ye watched Tang Shi accept things, relaxed slightly, and felt sad again.

She had no feeling for him at all, so she was able to face him so comfortably, without a trace of resistance or embarrassment. If she were to change Tang Shi to face the night of the night, she would definitely put up the thorns all over her body as a precaution.

Bo Ye had all kinds of tastes in his heart, but he couldn't describe what this feeling was. Tang Wei found the box of jewelry and opened it in amazement, "Wow, is it for me?"

"Well, it's grandma. I gave it to you."

Bo Ye glanced at Tang Wei. "If you don't want it, just throw it away. It's okay. Grandma ordered it for you before, but I haven't found a chance to give it to you."

"It's okay. Grandma gave it to me. I want it. "

Tang Wei put the necklace on immediately.

But Bo Ye remembered the pile of birthday presents he had given him, which had long since turned into ashes and was buried in the trash can.

The man's Adam's apple moved up and down, it turned out to be more ironic when there was a contrast.

Later, after delivering the things, Bo Ye said good night. Tang Shi and Tang Wei responded to him with a good night at the same time. The man closed the door and turned away, looking lonely as the last person in the world.

But in the room, Jiang Qi closed the door and turned to look at Tang Poetry, and then snatched the thermos in her hand, "It happens to be a midnight snack!"

Tang Shi smiled and did not speak. When several people were sitting at the dining table, Han Rang was scented. Hook it out, "Okay you guys, carry me on the stove."

Han Rang was stunned when he saw the pigeon soup, "Where are you supper?"

Jiang Qi blinked mysteriously, "I'm afraid you won't believe it. It was delivered by Bo Ye in the middle of the night.”

Han Rang slapped his thigh, obviously not believing, “You can pull it down! Bo Ye can also send soup here specially, unless his brain is squeezed by the door.”

Later, he looked at Tang Shi and Tang Weiyi. With a sincere face, there was a buzz in his head, "Really Bo Ye?"

Tang Wei nodded, "I just left, and said hello."

Han Rang strode over, looking up and down at Tang poetry, "What is Bo Ye trying to do? Do you follow a roundabout strategy? That's pretty good. It's fragrant, baby let me have a sip."

"Virtue." Jiang Qi smiled and took a sip of the soup and fed it into Han Rang's mouth. The chef commented after he finished drinking, "However, the broth is delicious and very delicious."

"But—" Han Rang immediately changed the conversation, "Why did Bo Ye give you something to eat in the middle of the night? He also crossed a city, so unusual and not like Bo Ye."

Tang Shi looked up at the night outside the window and muttered. Muttered, "People change." Just like she was so afraid of Bo Ye at the beginning, now that the time has changed, she has become so mature to the point of accepting it.