Bo Xiaomo knew that he could no longer be a drag on them at this time, so he nodded:
"Well, don't worry, auntie, I'm very strong."
Saying this, my mental state is obviously not as good as before.
Lan Xixi rubbed his head and encouraged him.
Soon, Bo Zhanye made a fire.
The backpack was lit little by little, and the firelight illuminated half of the cave, making it warm and warm.
Lan Xixi quickly carried Xiao Mo over, took off his shoes for him, put them next to the fire to roast, and then put his little feet closer.
As long as the soles of your feet are warm, you won't catch a cold easily.
At the same time, she also took off her shoes, and then said: "Xiao Mo, look."
Following her words, Bo Xiaomo saw two wooden stakes and a flying pigeon reflected on the wall.
It’s Lan Xixi’s hands and feet!
"Wow, it's so fun. I want to play too. Auntie will teach me."
"Well, if you do this, put your hands palms to the left, interlock your thumbs, and flap the other four fingers like butterfly wings. The reflection will be reflected on the wall, and you will become a flying pigeon."
"It's true! My hands have turned into flying pigeons! I'm so happy!"
The crisp sound of copper bells and laughter floated in the cave, hitting the wall and then echoing back, making it feel warm.
Bo Zhanye looked at Lan Xixi's delicate face and bright eyes, and his deep eyes gradually softened under the firelight.
If other women encountered this kind of thing, they would definitely cry in his arms, worried and scared, but she not only showed no fear, but also distracted the child's attention and took care of the child from beginning to end.
She is a strong, independent and unique girl.
He looked up, hoping that someone would notice the fire inside and come to the rescue as soon as possible. He didn't want anything to happen to Xiao Mo or her.
What Bo Zhanye didn't know was that the outside of the cave was already filled with ice and snow, and it was pitch black, with no light of fire visible due to the thick cold air.
Moreover, there is a warning sign 100 meters outside the cave - this road is closed, please take a detour!
In other words, this place is isolated!
At this moment, Imperial City, Bo Xilang Private Apartment.
"How's it going? How's it going?" Bo Xilang was sitting on his sofa, watching a bloody TV series, swaying red wine in his hand, looking polite, elegant and dignified.
The secretary respectfully said: "Young master, don't worry. I sent people to make a snow cave according to Jiuye's route and placed warning signs around the cave. No one will find it tonight. I will explain to the public later that it was the adventure of a few young people digging for fun."
It’s a trap, no one will doubt it.”
"That's good." Bo Xilang took a sip of red wine and said quietly:
"Uncle Ninth may seem cold, but in fact he has a lot of affection for people who share the same joys and sorrows. In addition, if a man and a woman spend a night together, sparks will definitely fly. As long as Uncle Jiu falls in love with her, things will be much easier to handle."
The secretary nodded: "The young master won without taking action. This is really a good move. After the incident between Master Jiu and Miss Lan comes out, not to mention the company and Miss Lan, even Master Jiu will be the young master's."
"Huh?" Bo Xilang's eyebrows narrowed, any Master Jiu could be his? What use would he have of Master Jiu as a man?
The secretary reacted and apologized quickly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that. I just wanted to say that Master Jiu is finished this time."
Not to mention cheating in marriage is not accepted, but getting entangled with my wife's sister, this alone is enough to pull me over the cliff.
After all, in the Internet age, if you want to destroy a person, moral character is the most powerful weapon.
"By the way, Master, will nothing happen to Master Jiu and the Young Master?" the secretary asked specifically.
The two people there are both ancestors, so if something happens, they probably won't be able to escape responsibility.
Bo Xilang stopped shaking the wine glass and said:
"What do you think? Whether anything goes wrong depends on God's will."