Chapter 68:

Gu Bo made a fire and reversed his car, finally glanced at the apartment before turning, and turned away. He quickly caught up with Ye Shuichuan, followed slowly, and walked a few streets to the man's apartment. He was driving into the community. I deliberately looked at the name and kept it in mind.

A few people helped move things upstairs, and then the pseudo-mother and the baby face quit. Gu Bo stood in the living room and looked at it. It was better than He Ning Xiaozhu, but he had to find a way to make Xiaole as soon as possible. Live to him so that he can be practical.

Ye Shuichuan helped Qi Le simply pack the good things, and at a glance, he had to ask Gu Bai to have lunch. Gu Bai knew that Xiao Le had changed his body, and he would probably have less contact with this person in the future, so he had to engage with this person. In a good relationship, he refused to pretend to be pretending twice, and finally reluctantly agreed under the warm invitation of this person. The three found a place to eat a meal peacefully, Gu Bo had no reason to stay, and had to leave. The remaining two returned to the apartment to chat, and Ye Shuichuan educated: "Gu Bai is absolutely reliable. You are right to follow him."

I prayed helplessly, so I had to listen in silence. In the end, I couldn't stand it, so I went to sleep. He slept heavily and woke up again at more than four o'clock. He sat in the bed for a while and was dragged out by Ye Shuichuan for dinner.

Qi Qile sat in the car, wondering, "Where is this?"

"Take you to the bar to familiarize yourself with the environment. Your injury is almost the same. The boss said that you can work," Ye Shuichuan focused on driving. "Now many people are waiting to see you."

Qi Qile blinked, and then blinked, "I am amnesic, I forgot how to sing."

"Try it, you have a good voice, even if you are studying now."

My previous voice is good, but I ca n’t sing, I ca n’t even sing the national anthem ... Qi Le sincerely said,
You will regret it, I really ca n’t sing ...


"Come on."

The two came to the house soon. At that time, it was not yet open. The boss had just woke up and was glad to see him. "Xiao Yuan is here. Let me see. It's all right, will you start work tomorrow?"

Qi Qile hesitated to say that he wouldn't, the boss couldn't help laughing: "It's just amnesia, how could you forget to sing, come on, open Mai and sing up."

Qi Qile was pulled up before responding, and a group of staff members looked at him encouragingly: "Sing a song."

Qi Qile stood for a long while, and uttered a sentence: "Two tigers, two tigers run fast, run fast, hey, Cheek makes trouble ..."

The boss was silent for two seconds: "Yes, a little rhythm, change it, don't read the words, you have to sing."

Qi Qile took a breath, looked at the people below, and nodded: "Okay, don't regret it, you are the most beautiful cloud in my sky, let me stay with you, oh, stay ~"

The boss was drinking water. He rushed in the first place and sprayed instantly. The others were all messy. Only Ye Shuichuan nodded and praised: "Everyone who can sing is also a skill!"

I pray: "..."

The boss wiped his mouth and went up to pat his shoulder affectionately. His face was gentle: "Good, take a good rest if you don't heal, don't force it."

I pray: "..."

Qi Le silently went down to find a place to sit and saw that they were busy. It turned out that Ye Shuichuan was actually a DJ. The bar was open at 6:30. Now no one, he looked around, but saw that the pseudo-mother came with a baby face Already.

"You are here too, come and sit together." The pseudo-mother beckoned him at the bar.

Qi Qile was silent for a moment, got up to pass, but saw the baby face flushed, and he was talking to himself, suddenly wondered: "What is he doing?"

"I'm helping him get rid of slavery to become a queen," the pseudo-mother answered, kicking the person next to her, "say it again and again."

Baby's face opened with red eyes, expressionless: "You ... what are you, I ... No, Lao Tzu tells you that if I later bird you, Lao Tzu's name will be written backwards ..."

"Be more energetic," the pseudo-mother education, "continue to practice, just tell Ning Xiao when he comes."