After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

An Qian frowned and finished the ginger soup. From the beginning to the end, she didn't look at Bao Xiangcheng, nor answered his words.

Bo Xiangcheng frowned, not sure about An Qian's attitude, and was about to speak, when Guan Bao suddenly ran in from the door with a baby voice, shouting as he ran, "Auntie—"

Bo Xiangcheng squinted his long eyes, slipped Guan Baoti over, pinched his chubby face with his fingers, and threatened in a low voice, "How dare you come?"

It was useless for Guan Bao to thump, and he was unhappy, "Bad guy! Let go!"

Bo Xiangcheng raised his eyebrows, and said with a straight face: "No more noise? Your aunt is lying here, because of whom?"

"Woo..." Guan Bao was startled, pouted his mouth, and wanted to cry.

"Don't cry!" Bo Xiangcheng said coldly, "Do you still dare to catch fish in the pond in the future?"

"Wow!! I don't dare, auntie..."

"Okay, don't scare him!" An Qian frowned and said.

Bo Xiangcheng glanced at her, subconsciously let go of his hand, Guan Bao ran to An Qian's side, "Aunt...don't dare, don't dare..."

"It's good to know, the water is very dangerous, do you know? Will you go to the water to catch fish in the future?"

Guan Bao shook his head vigorously.

An Qian wiped away the tears on his face, and coaxed him softly for a while, then Guan Bao was lifted out of the room by Bo Xiangcheng sullenly, "Go find your father."

After speaking, he closed the door of the room.

Guan Bao turned around angrily and ran downstairs. He wanted to tell his grandma that if he kicked out this bad guy, his aunt would accompany him.

An Qian watched Bo Xiangcheng carry Guan Bao out, she was dumbfounded, she didn't understand, "What are you doing? Guan Bao doesn't bother you at all."

"Are you sure?" Bo Xiangcheng was a little annoyed, finally spending some time alone with An Qian, this little kid insisted on being a light bulb, An Qian's attention was all on him, and she was like a decoration.

But he was in the same room with An Qian, and he didn't say much. An Qian quietly flipped through his phone as if he had nothing to say to him.

Bo Xiangcheng never took the initiative to find topics to chat with others, he opened his mouth a few times, hesitant to speak but then hesitant to speak.

"looking at what?"

An Qian said without raising her head, "Look at the fans' comments."

When it came to fans, Bo Xiangcheng remembered, he paused, and asked: "Your fans give you suggestions, will you listen to them?"

"decide as things go."

"An Qian, look up."

As soon as An Qian raised her head, her lips were pressed, "Hmm..."

Her pupils shrank slightly, and she didn't understand why this man kissed him again.

Having had the previous two experiences, this time Bo Xiangcheng didn't touch and leave like a superficial touch, but sucked and gnawed according to his heart. His tense jaw line was clear and deep, and the kiss was very fascinated.

On the contrary, An Qian opened her eyes wide and did not enter the state.

She doesn't understand.

She doesn't understand.

Or is this a man?Even if you don't like it, as long as you are a couple, you can do the most intimate things.

She suddenly thought of the sentence she had seen before: Men can separate love from lust.

It stands to reason that she and Bo Xiangcheng are husband and wife.

Whatever you do is normal.

But when she thought of this, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, she turned her face away, and the man's lips kissed her face instantly.

The man was obviously a little obsessed, serious, his breathing was hot, his eyes were deep, she suddenly turned his face away, he was a little unresponsive, his throat rolled down, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "What's wrong?"

An Qian moved back on the bed, then turned her face and looked directly at him with big black and white eyes, "Are you... lonely?"

?

Bo Xiangcheng swore that at that moment, his face was as blank as his brain.

There was a rare look of bewilderment on his usually expressionless face, and he was caught off guard when he heard An Qian's question, and the question was so straightforward, which made him a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't look directly into her eyes without a trace of impurities.

"Why do you say that?"

He understood the meaning of An Qian's words.

"You are very obvious." An Qian pursed her lips, seemed to think about it seriously, and then said: "These days, you always kiss me, always stare at me, and want to make physical contact with me, you were not like this before of."

Sometimes the way he looks at her is like hot iron, and it's hard for her to ignore it, even when her back is turned to him, she can feel the scorching eyes.

An Qian coughed pretending to be calm, and continued: "I understand that people have desires, but I'm pregnant now, and I don't want that, so I hope you don't do this."

Although An Qian tried her best to calm down, she was still blushing uncontrollably because she was talking about these things.

Bo Xiangcheng saw it in his eyes, but after hearing this, his heart was half cold.

I couldn't help it just now, the hot and ambiguous thoughts disappeared completely, and An Qian's words were colder than ice.

"You think I kiss you because of that kind of desire?" He said, pressing his thin lips a little.

He suddenly lowered his expression, An Qian looked in his eyes, slightly startled, and a daze flashed in his eyes, "Isn't it?"

Bo Xiangcheng's pupils shrank slightly, as if he was offended, and his face was sullen, "Of course not! You are not my venting tool!"

Bo Xiangcheng was obviously so angry that he couldn't even sit still, so he stood up directly. It was the first time he fell in love with a woman, and he remembered the second time when he kissed with the best heart and no miscellaneous love. Qian thought it was because he wanted to vent to her, vent!

This reminded him of some partners who hug each other left and right, as long as they are beautiful women, they will not refuse anyone who comes, and they will vent their anger with food and drink.

As a man, he can't understand these practices, he just finds them disgusting and dirty.

An Qian didn't say that about him, but he seemed to be a little closer to his most disgusting person, and he couldn't accept that An Qian saw him like this.

That's how she treats him! !

Bo Xiangcheng exhaled heavily, and looked at An Qian with sharp eyes, "Blame me, I didn't make it clear."

An Qian looked at him suspiciously.

Bo Xiangcheng paused, looked directly at her, "An Qian, I like you."

The kind of liking that makes me happy and satisfied for a long time just by kissing.

Count your likes every step of the way.

Just seeing you makes me feel at ease.

Simply being with you, doing nothing but having a strong sense of happiness is the kind of liking.

An Qian thought for a moment that she had heard wrong, and stared at him blankly, unable to speak.

Bo Xiangcheng had a serious expression, and his voice was deep and serious, "Listen clearly, I just like you simply, don't think I'm a sperm with a brain. Don't compare me with other things,"

"I respect your wishes at all times."

The more he thought about him, the more he was angry, and there was still a slight pain in his chest. An Qian actually thought that he was looking for vent before getting close to her.

Never been so bored.

Fuck, how did he know that his eyes would be attracted to her unconsciously, how did he know that he always wanted to kiss her, get close to her, miss him, that's what his body and brain did, he couldn't control it and didn't want to control it.

She is his wife.

He likes her.

That's it.