[Rebirth] Mr. Bo's little beauty is acting like a baby again

Qiao Mian nodded, her eyes sparkling, "It's delicious! Beibei bought it for me!"

Said putting the schoolbag aside, reached out to take the ice cream and handed it to Bo Liming, "Do you want to eat?"

Bo Liming smiled and shook his head, "Eat Mianmian, I'll watch."

Old Li in the front row took this opportunity to say something more, "We Boss has a bad stomach since childhood, so we can't eat these."

Qiao Mian stopped eating the ice cream, the thick white milk stains were still sticking to her lips, her eyes were wide open, "Bo Liming, then you still eat hot pot with me!"

"it does not matter."

Qiao Mian pursed her lips tightly, her cheeks puffed up with anger, "Why don't you know how to take care of your body at all!"

His soft voice became anxious, and he angrily set rules for the other party, "You are not allowed to eat these things in the future!"

It was obvious that someone gave him a serious meal, but the smile on the other party's face deepened.

The tall man nodded, his expression was very obedient, and his cool voice was affectionate, "Got it."

In the eyes of the other party, Qiao Mian couldn't help but blush.

It's really like a bossy child who is favored unconditionally.

The man lowered his body, and a huge shadow enveloped him.

Qiao Mian raised her head, her long eyelashes fluttering wildly.

With Bo Liming's appearance like this, it's not like the next second he wants to kiss himself!

The other person's breathing came closer, which further confirmed Qiao Mian's guess, her blushing was faster than her heartbeat, her long eyelashes covered her eyelids, casting a shadow, and her eyes closed accordingly.

In the next second, there was a slight coolness on the lips, which were moist and filled with the fragrance of milk...

This... Is it a kiss?

Bo Liming's lips smell like milk? ?

Qiao Mian stood there in a daze, waiting for the other party's further action.

Shallow breathing came from the top of his head, and the man smiled lightly, "If you don't eat any more, it will melt."

Qiao Mian opened her eyes, her lips were touching the half-melted ice cream.

No wonder it smells like milk!

He let out an "ah" in a panic, his face became even more red, and he could only subconsciously put the ice cream in his mouth.

What is he thinking about?

And closed his eyes!

Thought the other party was going to kiss him!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh

The eyelashes of the person in front of him were flickering, and the ends of the eyes were raised, as if they were carefully outlined with a fine brushwork, so delicate that they were too delicate.

Bo Liming put his hand on the opponent's lower back, and there was a little hoarseness in his voice, "Is it sweet?"

Because of the embarrassing incident just now, Qiao Mian didn't dare to look into the other person's eyes anymore, so she nodded obediently, "Sweet."

The man's voice rang in his ears, his breath hit his forehead, softly, "I want to taste it too."

Only then did Qiao Mian raise her head slightly, her cheeks were full of clouds, her eyes dodged from bottom to top, and quickly scanned Bo Liming's face, "It's too cold, you will have a stomachache if you eat it."

The other party seemed to be smiling lightly, but he didn't know what he was laughing at.

The next moment, someone lifted his chin with his fingers, and the other person wrapped his arms around his waist, lowered his head, and his lips were slightly cool.

Qiao Mian's heart trembled, and she obediently closed her eyes.

A firework exploded in my mind, crackling all the way.

They separated in a split second.

There was a smile in the man's voice, and a small light shone in his deep black eyes, which couldn't be melted away.

"Well, it really is sweet."

Qiao Mian blushed and stammered, "Yes, yes."

"Our Mianmian is indeed the sweetest."

In the blink of an eye, it was the afternoon of April 4, and with the completion of the last rehearsal, "A Floating Thought" will soon be on stage.

Fortunately, they have been rehearsing seriously these days, and they are not included in the few programs that have been eliminated in the past few days, but this does not make everyone relax, after all, they will be on stage in a few hours.

If you screw it up, it's a shame.

The six young actors of their crew were huddled in the corner of the classroom, reciting their own lines, and rehearsing with emotion.

In other corners of the classroom, there are also students performing other programs, preparing nervously and orderly.

The sweat in Qiao Mian's palms was about to come out, he concentrated on looking at the manuscript in his hand, muttering words.Yu Beibei loosened his shoulders for him, "Okay, okay, don't be so nervous."

While memorizing the lines, Qiao Mian replied, "This paragraph is too awkward. I'm afraid I'll make mistakes on the stage and delay everyone."

Yu Beibei was about to comfort him when she heard a knock on the classroom door, "Is Qiao Mian there?"

Yu Beibei looked up, and she was an elegantly dressed professional woman with exquisite makeup and a friendly smile.

"Sister Qi Lu!"

Qiao Mian raised her arms, waved her hands, and trotted over, "I'm here!"

Qi Lu turned to see him, and beckoned the people behind to follow.

"Sister Qi Lu, why are you here?"

Qiao Mian looked curiously at the man carrying the incubator behind Qi Lu, "What's inside?"

"Mr. Bo is afraid that you won't have a good meal, so he asked me to bring you some food. It happens that everyone is here, so let's come together."

Qiao Mian looked at her phone, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

Bo Liming's last message was sent at twelve o'clock, asking him what he was going to have for lunch, but he was busy rehearsing and forgot to reply.

"Then go to the restaurant, sister Qi Lu wait for me, I'll call my friends!"

10 minutes later, in the restaurant.

Yu Beibei and the other four students looked at the dishes on the table in blank dismay, not daring to move their chopsticks.

"This... How much do these cost!"

"We can't finish it."

Seeing Qi Lu walking away in high heels, Yu Beibei poked Qiao Mian's shoulder quietly, "Mianmian, who is that!"

Qiao Mian shook his protruding head, "A sister."

"What a temperament, what a rich sister!"

Yu Beibei was serious, "I seem to have seen this sister before."

The others burst into laughter, "Yu Beibei, do you say that when you see beautiful sisters?"

Yu Beibei seriously defended, "Really, I really feel familiar, I don't know where I saw it!"

"Okay, okay." Qiao Mian stuffed the chopsticks into his hands, "Eat quickly, we have to continue rehearsing after dinner!"

"Yes!"

Yu Beibei held up her chopsticks, "For the May Day performance! For the beautiful sister! Let's eat!"

Qiao Mian smiled and took out her mobile phone, and quietly sent a photo of herself holding chopsticks to Bo Liming.

[Xiao Qiao must work hard to become stronger: Thank you. 】

On the other side, Bo Liming looked at the person in the photo, with an unconcealable smile on his cool brows.

The boy in the photo held up his chopsticks, his eyes sparkled, and the corners of his lips curved into a smile.

Like the new shoots spit out from the branches in early spring, immature and fresh.

His Mian Mian finally poked his head out from the corner where he had shrunk...

Half a day was fleeting, and in the blink of an eye it was evening, and there was still an hour before the performance would begin.

Qiao Mian has already changed her clothes and is waiting in the locker room.

He hugged his phone nervously, and sent a message to Bo Liming, 【Bo Liming, my show is at [-]:[-], will you be there on time? 】

He looked at his phone anxiously, and sent another message, [If you really can't get away from work, it doesn't matter if you don't come. 】

After a while, the call came back, and Qiao Mian frantically pressed the answer button, "Hello."

A man's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Is Mianmian nervous?"

There were other noisy voices around Bo Liming, it didn't look like he was in the office, but he seemed to be passing some lively place.

"Actually, I'm a little nervous..." Qiao Mian picked at the table in front of her, "There are so many people today, I'm a little scared..."

He tightly covered the phone by his ear, not wanting to miss any words from Bo Liming.

Even just listening to him talk, this flustered and impetuous heart can calm down a lot.

The man smiled lightly, as if he was in a good mood.

"Then if I'm with you, will Mianmian's nervousness be better?"

"Stay with me!"

Qiao Mian's eyes lit up, "Is it conspicuous where you are? Is it the first few rows? Can I see it at a glance?"

Facing Qiao Mian's barrage of questions, Bo Liming seemed to be thinking, but also seemed to be deliberately teasing him, trying to trick him.

"When Mianmian takes the stage, you will know."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Mian happily waved her small fist, looked at the person in the mirror, "Come on Mianmian, you can do it!"

"Boss, this way."

The person in charge of the May Day activities of the Film University is the principal Chen Yingdao. He is nearly fifty years old, and his face is full of wrinkles.

"Why did you come in person for such a small event?"

Bo Liming sat on the chair, even though he just hung up the phone, the faint smile on his face hadn't dissipated, "The kids at home are going to perform on stage, let me come and see."

When talking about children, his voice is filled with gentleness.

Chen Yingdao couldn't help being a little surprised.

I have dealt with him several times, Mr. Bo is not a bodhisattva man, he is vigorous and resolute, cold and indifferent, several times, I have never seen him smile.

Even at large-scale events, people just bowed their heads politely and coldly to say hello. He suddenly smiled today, which made him feel flattered.

Calling someone to pour tea for Bo Liming, Chen Yingdao exchanged greetings with him, "I don't know which department you are from?"

If Bo Liming can pay attention to this special trip, he will have to be a little prince in the future.

But I haven't heard that Mr. Bo has any siblings...

The corner of the other party's mouth turned up slightly, "It's a classmate from the acting department of your school. She's a sophomore this year, and her name is Qiao Mian."

Qiao Mian?Surname Joe?Not even Bo!

Could it be a relative's child?

"Principal Chen?" The man's voice brought back Chen Yingdao's thoughts. His face was full of smiles, like a blooming dahlia, and his smile became more sincere.

"Mr. Bo, don't worry, it's sure to be right to entrust young master Qiao Mian to our school! I'll arrange the leaders of their department and let them train Qiao Mian well! Let Qiao Mian win more prizes and become a classmate as soon as possible." An excellent actor!" Chen Yingdao said solemnly.

Bo Liming raised his eyes: "Principal Chen doesn't need to interfere too much, he is gentle, well-behaved and sensible, and he won't cause any trouble."

"As long as he is safe and happy, it will be fine for these few years."

"I don't ask him to achieve anything. After all, everything will be mine."