1365. Chapter 1365 Sweet Memories: I am so happy with you [
"Fortunately, Grandpa Bo was merciful. If you were so cruel, your hands would have been bruised to pieces by now! However, you really don't want to do the same thing again in the future. Hanhan, compared to revenge, you can live, you can survive
Being better than each of them is the result that Grandpa Bo, your mother, and us want to see, do you understand?"
Lu Yan let go of her hand, looked at her with a stern face, and spoke with a gentle voice, speaking words that were sincere and sincere.
Bo Jinghan nodded obediently, but jokingly responded: "This beating will help me remember a lot. My luck has been tested for a long time, but when I returned to China this time, I may have used it too much."
How lucky I am that I didn’t have time to recover, so I missed this one. In the future... I have to give it some time to recover its health!"
"You think you're playing a game!"
He stretched out his hand to lift up her bangs and knocked on her forehead.
Lu Yan adjusted his sitting position, moved from opposite her to her side, and wanted to reach out and hug her into his arms.
But Bo Jinghan blocked it subconsciously. Lu Yan was stunned. Before he could take the next step, he saw Bo Xiaomao ducking away from him like a loach, sitting down on the chair where Aze had been sitting before, and
He picked up the half-peeled apple, shook it slightly toward him, and said, "Stop talking about this, I'll peel the apple for you!"
"Are you sure?"
Looking at the Fuji apple with half of its pulp exposed and somewhat oxidized.
Lu Yan slightly raised his heroic eyebrows, looked at the little woman with a faint blush on her cheeks in amusement, and teased her half-jokingly: "Are you going to show me the unique skill of peeling an apple with one hand? Or are you going to do it?
Think of that apple as me and cut it into pieces to vent your anger!"
Realize that your excuse is lame.
Bo Jinghan, who had returned to his senses, was not in a hurry. He picked up the knife and stabbed the apple hard.
Click!
bite--
The knife penetrated the apple flesh, penetrated, and hit the porcelain plate.
The crisp voice sounded clearly in the quiet room, but Bo Jinghan raised his eyes, gave Lu Yan a charming look with half a smile, and raised his eyebrows provocatively: "Are you that chubby? Even if you are.
Vent your anger, this thing with red skin and white flesh, which will oxidize in minutes if left outside, must be Ye Jiaojiao’s kind of thing that can’t stand the test, how could it be you! Besides...I can’t bear to part with it..."
Bo Jinghan said the last sentence very quietly.
But Lu Yan's ears are so sharp, he hears very clearly.
It was this answer that pleased him.
Lu Yan was not teasing her. He just leaned lazily on the bedside and stared at her. He asked in a faint voice: "Then how do you plan to cut it?"
How to peel...
This problem really put Bo Jinghan in a dilemma.
No matter how she said it, she was referring to the wealthy young lady who was not a prostitute. She knew how to cook but basically didn't do it.
Peeling apples...I'm even not good at it.
But using a knife as a dart to throw is quite accurate.
Bo Jinghan, who was thinking more and more sideways, suddenly shook his head. His eyes looked slightly awkwardly between Lu Yan's smiling eyebrows, and finally landed on his freely moving arm, slowly sliding towards him.
that hand.
With a flash of inspiration, she picked up a washed, unpeeled apple and placed it on his hand.
Lu Yan looked at her in confusion: "What, are you planning to trick me into chewing it?"
"No, we cooperate!"
After he finished speaking, Bo Jinghan picked up the fruit knife.
