Gu Anxi looked at him and said for a long time: "Dad Bo, is this how old and weak use it?"

Bo Nianyao also felt very embarrassed. Logically speaking, Bo Qing was the same generation as him on the surface, so he should have fought, but he was immersed in medicine all his life, unlike Xichen, who is a martial arts genius.

He touched his nose and coughed lightly: "There is no way to beat him. It might be okay as before, but since he knew that Boqing was a dark boss, he has no confidence.

Gu Anxi said oh, "Okay."

She looked at Bo Xichen again: "Uncle, are you sure?"

Bo Xichen smiled slightly: "It's almost the same."

The little creamer stopped talking, and then concentrated on roasting the wild boar meat in his hands. It was made by my uncle. Daddy cut it into pieces and sprinkled with seasoning. At this time, the roasting was half-cooked and smelled fragrant.

She licked her lower lip so greedy that she licked her lower lip, and when she was almost baked, she took a small bite: "It smells so good."

The old and weak Bo Nianyao looked at her here and handed her one on it: "Baby, look at your one that is almost burnt. Taste me."

The little creamer took a look and found that the baked pork dad was golden and crispy, and it was delicious in the world after taking a bite.

He took a bite and asked her uncle to taste it: "This is delicious, uncle, please try it."

Bo Xichen took a bite and smiled: "The taste is very good."

Gu Anxi gave Bo Nianyao everything on his hands, rubbing his hands while waiting.

Bo Nianyao smiled and Zhou Zhou went to the ground to feed the two small ones.

After finishing the meal, Gu Anxi half leaned against a group of broken sofas, leaning against Bo Xichen, who was also resting, resting for the subsequent fierce battle.

After a long time, Gu Anxi leaned against him and his voice was very soft: "Uncle, what will happen to the second uncle after the matter is solved?"

Her voice was really small, and Bo Xichen could almost not hear it if he was not careful.

He pondered for a while before whispering hoarsely: "Any, are you soft-hearted?"

The little creamer sucked his nose and said in a bit unyieldingly: "Maybe!"

She turned her head and looked in the direction of Bo Nianyao. Bo Nianyao was sitting in front of the dilapidated room smoking, looking at her worried.

The little creamer whispered: "Dad Bo may be sad."

Bo Xichen reached out to touch her little head and said lightly: "I'll go and have a look."

She nodded and watched him get up obediently.

Bo Xichen slowly walked towards the door. Bo Nianyao was sitting in front of a bunch of green bamboos, smoking quietly, his brows were swollen and sniffling.

Bo Xichen sat down beside him, turned his head and touched his body, but no cigarette was found.

Bo Nianyao looked at him, touched a cigarette from him, and Bo Xichen lit it and vomited it out.

Bo Nianyao smiled and said, "Why don't you accompany the baby?"

Bo Xichen was still smoking, and after a while, he said, "Anxi just asked me what will happen to my second uncle later?"

Bo Nianyao rubbed the cigarette box, and after a while, he looked up at the distance, sighed softly: "Xi Chen, in my heart, your second uncle is much younger than me. I almost regarded him as my son. After all, he was raised by one hand. I never thought he would hate me like this."

As he said that, he shook his head and sighed: "If I had known that day, it would be better not to give him hope."

Bo Xichen gently stroked the back of his hand, and said nothing.

Bo Nianyao whispered softly again: "And if you can... he is so irresistible, and I have no face to say that I want to save his life. I always have ambition to kill too many people."

He paused for a moment before speaking slowly: "He made Beicheng so angry that he was so angry."

Bo Xichen also looked into the distance and smiled faintly: "If you have the same temperament as the second uncle, if you wait in prison, you will probably be worse than death."

Bo Nianyao patted his shoulders in reverse and comforted him: "Leave it to Jingyao, at least you can leave some decentness for your second uncle in the end."

He said, feeling a little sad again: "Like Min Xin like this, you can have a good ending if you withdraw in time. At worst, you can retreat, your second uncle..."

He looked at Bo Xichen again: "Let me stay by myself for a while."

Bo Xichen nodded, patted his father's shoulder and walked back into the room.

As soon as he came back to sit down, the little creamer asked in a low voice: "I'm very sad?"

Bo Xichen nodded and said softly: "I'm always reluctant to let go. My second uncle is by my father's side when he is less than ten years old."

"That's it." Gu Anxi pressed against him and murmured: "Uncle, you have to be careful tomorrow, I will watch from the side."

Bo Xichen nodded.

The three people were hidden here, from dawn to dark, from dark to late at night.

It was about to be dawn, and Bo Nianyao, who had been resting his eyes to rest, whispered: "Let's go!"

Gu Anxi and Bo Xichen slowly stood up and followed Bo Nianyao... But after only a few steps, they heard a heartfelt voice coming from outside the house: "Brother, there is no need."
Chapter completed!