Male God Please Lie Down

He turned slightly and looked sideways at Bo Qingming.

"Where do we live?"

Bo Qingming asked aloud.

Although Xiao He's aura is very strong, Bo Qingming feels that he will not be suppressed by this kind of him.

"On the first floor, live anywhere!"

Xiao He finished speaking lightly, then turned and continued to walk inside.

Live on the first floor?

When Bo Qingming heard this, he was relieved. In other words, he could share a room with his mother in the future.

She hasn't cultivated for several days, and if something happens later, she can probably only admit counsel.

Bo Qingming dragged two suitcases and walked in, and realized that there were indeed many rooms on the first floor.

She found two rooms close together, put her mother's luggage in her meal, and put her own things in.

After finishing all these, Bo Qingming went out and went to the kitchen, watching Bo Sufei had dinner.

"Mom, what do you do tonight!?"

Bo Qingming asked aloud.

"What do you think of these?"

Bo Sufei is actually a little nervous. After all, there are a lot of people who want to cook for a family.

"pretty good."

Bo Qingming walked over and took a look.

Bo Sufei has already cut up all the vegetables, and she will just cook them directly in the pot later.

"Ok!"

Seeing the support of her daughter, Bo Sufei was in a very good mood.

I just feel regretful, what have I been doing before?

I was just afraid of coming to the city, and even more afraid of meeting him and taking away his daughter.

If you didn't think so much before, the relationship between yourself and your child could not be so bad.

However, fortunately, everything is not too bad now, and it has not yet reached the point where it cannot be turned back.

Everything is still well.

Thinking of this, the corners of Bo Sufei's mouth filled with bursts of smiles.

"Wait, let me help mom do it together!"

Bo Qingming said.

It’s not time to eat now. When the time comes, it’s still very troublesome to keep several dishes hot.

"No need to!"

Why was Bo Sufei willing to do this by Bo Qingming, so she waved her hand immediately, just because she didn't want her to do something.

"I want to help mom."

Bo Qingming shook his head and stretched out a hand to hold Bo Sufei's arm.

Originally, Bo Sufei wanted to refuse, but she nodded again because she was afraid that Bo Qingming would be angry.

Finally, when the time was almost up, the mother and daughter started cooking, and they made it together.

Bo Qingming also asked Bo Sufei to add a little bit when preparing certain dishes so that it tastes better for you.

In half an hour, all eight dishes were prepared.

One soup for six dishes and a fruit plate.

"Qingming, mom thinks you are great!"

Bo Sufei looked at the fruit bowl and gestured.

Although every mother looks at her children and thinks that it is the best, but this fruit plate is really perfectly carved.

Every minute, every inch, is vivid and lifelike.

"I like to do this."

Bo Qingming smiled. In fact, she can lower her own carving craftsmanship with these things, otherwise it would be really scary.

"Great!"

Bo Sufei pointed at her with a thumbs up.

The two took out the food, and the food was packed.

Bo Sufei waited outside, and Bo Qingming stayed in the kitchen and began to eat.