Chapter 840： His room

Chapter 840 His Room

The old man immediately took a look at Bo Siqing and looked at the cloud painting: "Why don't you say it early! Little girl, you don't have to say to yourself with your grandfather, you have to have a microphone. Is Grandpa able to eat you?"

Cloud painting coughs, "Grandpa, I want to take a break."

"Hey, what do you want to do next time, don't learn the four seasons of peas, and you don't have to be upset. Go quickly!" said the thin old man.

Cloud paintings are laughing in my heart.

She nodded: "Grandpa, then I will take a break and come over to dinner with you later."

Speaking of the cloud painting and rushing to Qinghe, he smiled and nodded. "Sorry, I have lost."

"It doesn't matter." Bo Qinghe couldn't understand what the situation was, and he quickly returned.

Bo Siqing took the clouds and went upstairs to go to his room.

"Your room hasn't lived for a few years?" Cloud painting couldn't help but ask.

Bosi Qing hooked his lips. "Yeah, I haven't lived for a few years. I don't know if Grandpa let me pack it up. I have never liked others to enter my room."

"Surely cleaned up." Yun painting said with a smile, "The old man did not say a few words to you, but every few seconds he had to look at his baby grandson."

Bo Siqing had no choice but to bow down to her. "I am the baby of the old man, you are mine..."

"Don't listen!" Cloud painting waited for him to say the two words, and quickly caught his mouth. "This is here at Grandpa! Don't mess!"

The thin-skinned man who was covered in his mouth blinked innocently and took her hand and said: "I didn't mess around, rest assured, Grandpa is very romantic. You don't know, when Grandpa is with Grandma. That is called numbness."

"What about Grandma?" asked Yun.

"Grandma has passed away." Bo Siqing was helpless. "She has a bad heart."

Seeing that Shi Siqing should be very affectionate to his grandmother, when it was mentioned, the voice changed.

Cloud painting nodded no longer.

The construction of the house here is similar to that of the grandfather Ji Songquan. The room of Bo Siqing is on the second floor. A room with a good location shows that the old man has a painful grandson.

The room did not live for a long time, the furniture inside was old, but it was spotless.

Bookshelf, desk, bed...

Cloud painting looked at Bo Siqing somewhat silently: "I almost thought I would go to the university dormitory!"

"The old man doesn't like those flashy things." Bosi Qing smiled. "There is nothing wrong with this. It's mainly convenient When you are tired, you will fall down and sleep."

It is indeed convenient enough, the study and the bedroom are in a large room.

There are almost no big books on the bookshelf for decorating the facade. They are some reference books and professional books The ridges will know that those books have been carefully looked at, not furnishings.

There is no cushion on the solid wood bed, and there is no quilt in this season. In addition to the sheets, it is a mat.

Ok, really... simple!

Cloud painting couldn't help but look at Bo Siqing. "The same is true of the room of the old man?"

Bosi Qing nodded. "It should be. The old man used to sleep on a hard bed and never put a cushion. His house is simpler than me. When my grandmother was there, she would arrange the room, now..."

"For the painting, what do you want to say?" Bo Siqing looked at her.

(End of this chapter)