msmithbooks Chapter 26 You can help me, but it depends on your performance
Chapter 26 You can help me, but it depends on your performance
"Have a meal."
Bo Shimo looked at Song Qing who was looking at him with a straight face, and after a moment of silence, he spoke indifferently.
"Okay." Song Qing was stunned for a moment, subconsciously stuffed another mouthful of rice, and looked up at Bo Shimo again, "Bo Shimo, in fact, this matter is very simple, that is..."
"Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep. If you have anything to say, wait until the meal is over. Otherwise, don't say anything."
Bo Shimo looked at Song Qing expressionlessly, doing whatever he wanted, eating well, whatever he said!
"No, no, I'll eat first! Wait for me!"
Song Qing waved her hand and immediately stopped talking, and just buried herself in cooking.
Anyway, this matter is not an urgent matter, and he is indeed very hungry. When he is full, he will negotiate with Bo Shimo!
This matter is actually very simple, as long as Bo Shimo says a word, Song Siye has to obediently return it!
But according to his understanding of Bo Shimo, it is definitely impossible for him now to help him without saying anything.
So, he had to think about it later, how to do it to successfully negotiate with Bo Shimo!
"Song Qing, eat the carrots and cucumbers, don't be picky eaters."
Bo Shimo looked at Song Qing who picked out carrots and cucumbers and put them on the side of the plate, frowning slightly.
Picky eating is not a good habit, you have to change it!
"I, I don't eat these, I will be allergic to them!"
Song Qing pursed her lips and refused in a low voice without changing her face.
Before I met Bo Shimo in my previous life, I didn't eat it because I didn't like it, and then I was always complained by the stepmother for being hypocritical.
Later, when he lived with Bo Shimo, he was forced to eat by Bo Shimo.Later, although he still didn't like it, he didn't resist.
But now is not that time, he has to fight, he can't always be suppressed by Bo Shimo!
"You can drink soup, but not carrots? You can eat meat, but not cucumbers? Are you allergic? Are you sure?"
Bo Shimo sneered, allergic?If it's really an allergy, shouldn't the food cooked with it be inedible?
But he didn't see him not eating, and even eating with relish!The little bastard has to find a plausible reason to find a reason!
"Anyway, it's hard to eat anyway! I don't like to eat it! I don't want to eat it!"
Song Qing said angrily, Bo Shimo can't be like other people's boyfriends, doesn't he like it if he doesn't like it?
Is it interesting to force him like this?
Bo Shimo looked at Song Qing coldly, pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "Don't want to eat? That's fine, then don't tell me what you want to tell me. I don't want to hear it."
"How can it be like this!"
Song Qing pouted and looked at carrots and cucumbers, and then at Bao Shimo with cold eyes, feeling very depressed.
He weighed it up, finally compromised, and then quickly wiped out the carrots and cucumbers.
"Bo Shimo, I've finished eating and I'm full, can I tell you something now?"
Song Qing blinked her eyes and looked at Bao Shimo pitifully. He is so obedient, so he should be able to listen to him, right?
Bo Shimo didn't speak, but got up and walked to him, picked him up and walked to the living room.
He put the person on the sofa first, then sat down opposite him, raised his chin, and silently agreed.
"Bo Shimo, it's like this. Didn't Song Siye give me to you? But I still have some things at Song's house. I want to go back and get them, can I?"
Song Qing rubbed her hands, with a flattering smile on her face, lowered her voice and asked Bo Shimo's opinion softly.
With such a sincere attitude and such a gentle tone, Bo Shimo should not doubt it, and should agree, right?
"Song Siye packed and delivered all your things."
Bo Shimo's eyes flickered slightly, was this what Song Qing wanted to tell him?Is there any need for him to ask for such a thing?
Are they all packaged up?
Song Qing followed Bo Shimo's eyes, and suddenly found that the suitcase that had been with her for more than ten years was quietly in a corner on the side.
He pursed his lips, then slipped off the sofa and walked to the suitcase, and opened it directly to search.
"No! Everything is missing!"
"Just buy whatever you lack. Besides, you can actually throw away that box of things."
Bo Shimo looked at Song Qing who was sitting on the ground flipping through his luggage, and said calmly.
He looked at the contents of the suitcase, which were just some daily necessities, and there were not many clothes, all of which were washed white, crumpled and old, and could be discarded.
Other than that, there is nothing superfluous.
If this suitcase didn't belong to Song Qing, it wouldn't even have the chance to appear here!
Song Siye is really ridiculous, but he cares so much about a stepson.But he treats his own son all kinds of bad, as harsh as a stepfather.
This kind of person is not worthy of being a father!
From now on, Song Qing will be under his control, and everything about the Song family has nothing to do with him!
"Throw away what should I wear? I only have these clothes!"
Listening to what Bo Shimo said, Song Qing rolled her eyes helplessly.
That being said, it feels like the suitcase is full of garbage.But how should I put it, it is indeed a bit shabby.
If these were not his things, Bo Shimo probably wouldn't have let them appear here.
"The clothes will be delivered tomorrow. You can wear mine for the time being."
Bo Shimo whispered that he had already ordered clothes, but it was too late, and he could only deliver them tomorrow.
Song Qing is his man, and he will give him all the love he deserves!He will prepare everything that should be there.
His people have to walk sideways outside, so they can't be looked down upon and bullied!
"Really? Bo Shimo, you are so kind!"
Song Qing was not surprised by Bo Shimo's caring behavior, he always thought much longer term.But I have to say, he was still very excited.
He closed the suitcase, got up with effort and walked towards Bo Shimo.Then he sat down next to him and clasped his hand fawningly.
"But Bo Shimo, Song Siye still hasn't returned something to me. Those things are very important to me!"
"What is it?"
"My ID card and bank card passbook!"
"Identity card? You have to get it back, but you don't need a bank card passbook."
Bo Shimo frowned slightly, Song Qing belonged to him, so he didn't need to worry about the money, Kata also prepared for it, okay?
"Yes! There are my hard-earned part-time jobs and the money left to me by my mother! My hard-earned money and my mother's love have been robbed. How can I not come back? My money can't be cheap Song Siye! Bo Shimo, can you help me?"
Song Qing held Bo Shimo's hand, pouted aggrievedly and complained.At the same time, coquettishly soft.
"It's not difficult, I can help you."
When Bo Shimo saw the bright and cheerful eyes immediately after he finished speaking, his heart was shocked and softened a lot.
"However, it depends on your performance."