Chapter 944 - 944: Sister LAN, just try a bowl of chicken soup!
Heart Stealer Young Master Bo
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Shi qinglanâs Red lips curved up slightly.
She looked up at Bo Li Cheng with a sweet smile. I know, I know. I wonât eat anything.
âYes.â Bo Li Cheng gently rubbed her head.
He leaned closer to the woman and planted a light kiss on her cheek. He said in a deep voice, âgo.
Shi qinglan leaned over and kissed him back, then unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car happily, butâ¦
Just as he reached the entrance of the club, he met er Li.
He had obviously seen the two of them having an intimate interaction again.
He looked at her with, complicated expression, then⦠Who is that?â
Shi qinglanâs eyelids fluttered slightly.
Her expression was calm and composed, didnât you see it all? âshe said nonchalantly and matter-of-factly.
Er Li didnât expect her to admit it so readily.
He opened his mouth wide in shock, and his jaw seemed to have dislocated, really⦠Itâs true ⦠Brother Bo, your sexual orientation is reallyâ¦â
He had only been thinking about it randomly.
When he had first met Shi qinglan, he had thought that the young man was thin and handsome, and his delicate features were more beautiful than a womanâs. He had not expected that there was really something wrong with his sexual orientation!
âYouâre not going in for training?â Shi qinglan raised her pretty face slightly.
Er Li immediately came back to his senses and straightened his back. Oh ⦠Oh, training, training!â
He immediately turned around and ran into the club.
Su Huai was having a solo match with ning Que. Seeing er Li running in as if he had seen a ghost, ning que raised his eyes and glanced at him.
He curled his lips a little devilishly and said casually,â why do you look like youâve seen a ghost? â
âBo ⦠Bo is here.â Er Li secretly pointed.
As soon as he finished speaking, Shi qinglan strode into the club with her slender legs. She was still dressed in loose, casual clothes, and her black windbreaker looked a little casual in her elegance.
She raised her eyes lazily, itâs me.
âHow can you be so frightened by Bo?â Su Huai furrowed his brows slightly without a trace.
Er Li stammered, âhe ⦠He â¦â
But before he could finish his words, a â Victoryâ was heard from the speaker. Su Huai took advantage of ning queâs distraction and lit up his crystal!
He raised his eyebrows slightly. I won.
âWhat the f * ck?â Ning que was so angry that he jumped up from his computer and looked at su Huai irritatedly. su Huai, how dare you trick me! You stole my crystal when I wasnât paying attention!â
Su Huai lazily leaned back in his esports chair.
He raised his chin slightly, itâs you who got distracted during the game. The professional arena doesnât care about your condition.
Ning que licked his molar teeth in an inexplicable manner.
He nodded a little angrily, his well-defined fingers interlocking, as if he was admitting defeat.
âAlright,â he said. He gritted his teeth and said, âsince Bo is here, letâs start training.
âYes.â Shi qinglan then sat in front of the gaming chair.
Jing Chu took part in the training as a coach, so it was soon lunchtime. The club usually arranged a special nanny to take care of the team members âdaily meals and the baseâs hygiene.
âIt smells so good.â Guagua glanced in the direction of the kitchen. I saw sister Cai carrying a black-bone chicken today.
Sister Cai was the nanny of the country a branch of the football club.
Er Liâs eyes lit up. When did the club become so generous? they even have black-bone chicken to eat!â
âMaybe itâs because the competition is coming up, so heâs giving us some supplements.â Su Huai raised his eyebrows, itâs rare to see such treatment. 1 didnât expect Bo gang to enjoy it in just two days.
âYup,â Jing Chu smiled and said, âbrother Bo, we donât usually have chicken soup to drink!
Even though the club treated them very well.
However, they could only think about black-bone chicken soup before important matches. They would not be given these nourishing ingredients in their normal three meals â¦
âThen 1 might have to let this pot of chicken soup down.â
Shi qinglan pushed the keyboard away and leaned lazily on the esports chair, you guys go ahead and eat. Iâm not eating.
âAir?â Er Li looked at her in confusion.
He scratched his head, not knowing what to do. brother Bo, arenât you going to have lunch? I donât think you need to lose weight with your bodyâ¦â
âYup,â Jing Chuâs eyebrows furrowed slightly.
Bo Yucheng had even sent him a message, telling him to take good care of Shi qinglan. If she didnât even eat, how was that good care?
Shi qinglanâs Red lips parted slightly, no, Iâm eating it. Itâs just that someone came back for me â¦
âBrother Bo, wait.â Jing Chu suddenly said.
Before Shi qinglan could finish her sentence, he interrupted her,â Iâll get you a bowl of chicken soup.
If he brought it to her, she would definitely drink it!
Jing chuyin ran into the kitchen. Ning que frowned in disgust, heâs serving chicken soup with those useless hands of his. Wait for me, Iâll help him.
As he spoke, he got up and walked into the kitchen.
âIâ¦â Shi qinglanâs Red lips parted.
However, before she could say anything, two figures disappeared with lightning speed.
She massaged her temples, feeling a headache coming on.
Soon, ning que came out with the chicken soup from the kitchen and placed it in front of Shi qinglan. here, little jingchu specially asked me to give you a chicken foot. Itâs a good time to fix your hand before the competition.
Shi qinglan was speechless.
She looked at the bowl of black-bone chicken soup in silence.
The color of the chicken soup was like gold, and there were some oil droplets floating on the surface. It was stewed with goji berries and red dates. Coupled with the taste of the chicken itself, it was indeed very fragrantâ¦
But she was sensitive enough to smell a fishy smell.
âBrother Bo, try it.â Jing Chuâs eyes lit up as she looked at her expectantly, sister Caiâs cooking is very good. Itâs hard to find such delicious Chinese food in A country.
Shi qinglan raised her hand and covered her nose.
She frowned slightly and leaned back slightly as if she was deliberately avoiding him. I donât really want to drink chicken soup.â
Ever since she got pregnant, she didnât like to eat oily food.
Especially when he saw things like chicken soup, he could always be particularly sensitive to the fishy smell, which made him feel a little nauseated.
âJust have a taste.â Jing Chu pouted.
He pushed the chicken soup closer, you canât skip lunch. Even if you donât eat the main course, you should have some soup.
Otherwise, master Bo would blame him for not taking good care of sister LAN.
â.. 1 really donât want to drink it.â Shi qinglan was still trying her best to reject him. someone will bring me my meal later.
âAll?â Jing Chuâs mouth was slightly open. He realized that he seemed to have misunderstood something, but he still said warmly, âthatâs fine. Chicken soup is very nourishing and doesnât take up your stomach. Itâs good to have a bowl of chicken soup before you come for lunch.
It was indeed good for others â¦
However, Shi qinglan was already feeling nauseated..