After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

An Qian admitted that when she heard that the old lady was coming, she had a little bit of mischievous intentions, and wanted to see Bo Xiangcheng suffer, but she didn't add any embellishments, she just told the truth, and wanted to see him being scolded by grandma.

After all, he couldn't help but say that he misunderstood her and refused to let her live in the wedding room. Although there was a misunderstanding, the matter was over, and she didn't struggle with it day and night.

But seeing him deflated, why not do it?

It's just that she didn't expect that grandma would react so strongly that she would copy the guy without a servant to serve her.

Now I have to take her back to live in the old house.

For a moment, she was also dumbfounded.

Bo Xiangcheng's face was even more gloomy, his thin lips were pressed together, and his tone became a little irritated, "Grandma! I'm an adult, and now I know the importance of doing things."

"Do you know the seriousness? Just live in your kennel?"

Another sentence was blocked.

He frowned, but before he could speak, the old lady said again: "Anyway, I don't care! I don't care where you like to live, and I don't care if you live on the street. It's not good to be shallow, you are busy with work and don't care about her, and you don't care about her at home. A waiter, who knows if something happens to her at home? When you come back from work? Can you wait?"

Bo Xiangcheng sullenly said nothing, because what he said was indeed true.

It was also his worry, but An Qian didn't want to be served, she said it would disturb her work.

He depends on her.

The old lady suddenly let out a long sigh, and a look of tiredness flashed in her eyes, "Your parents are worried, and so are you. How much have I worried about you for so many years?

Half of my body was buried in the ground, and I got a precious great-grandson. At this age, I will never see another one. Are you going to let me not see a baby? "

As the old lady spoke, she sighed deeply, her eyes turned sour.

Bo Xiangcheng was silent, something seemed to flash in his black eyes, he whispered, "You are in good health, you can still chase me and hit me at a hundred years old, don't say anything unpleasant, don't worry about hitting me again." Meal."

An Qian was also raised by her grandma. She understood Bo Xiangcheng's inner feelings, and immediately said: "Grandma, I will go back to the old house with you, and I don't like to hear those unpleasant words. Grandma can't say any more."

The old lady didn't reply to her grandson's words, but smiled and nodded at An Qian, "Okay, listen to Qianqian."

Then, the maid brought by the old lady took An Qian's necessities and was dragged away by the old lady.

Bo Xiangcheng had to go to work.

"Then I'm leaving, you go to work." After An Qian finished speaking, she got into the car.

Looking at the car going away, Bo Xiangcheng sighed, his wife was taken away right under his nose, but he didn't say anything.

Come back to recharge, recharge the loneliness.

Now it's still leaking.

But it's okay, he can rest assured when he goes back to the old house, after giving birth in the old house, the house on the other side will also be decorated, and it will be put on hold for a while, just in time to move in.

Wherever An Qian was, he was naturally there.

Just as he was about to get in the car, he saw Zhang Wangpa watching him at the door of the security room. He stopped and waved, "Come here."

"Young master, what are your orders?"

Zhang Wang ran over.

Bo Xiangcheng leaned against the car, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said, "Transfer the workplace to the old house."

Zhang Wang snorted, "Understood!"

"Well, here's the key. Move the pot of grass on the balcony to the old house." Bo Xiangcheng threw him the key, put out the cigarette, and got in the car to go to the company.

Zhang Wang went to the security room with a very heavy heart, "Uncle, I really have to leave this time."

The uncle also sighed, "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. Come and play when you have time. I'll treat you to something."

"Well, thank you uncle, I want to have a big meal."

"Want to fart?"

"..."

When An Qian arrived at the old house, she planned to shoot videos in the old house. There were several kitchens in the old house, and there was a place for her to work.

Although living in the old house is not free at all, grandma treats her very well and doesn't ask her for anything.

six o'clock.

Bo Xiangcheng got off work and went straight back to the old house.

An Qian was tinkering with things in the room at the time. She was going to knit a sweater for Grandma Bo. Bo Xiangcheng entered the room and came towards her, hugging her with wool in her arms, "Send a message to you, why don't you back?"

An Qian was stunned, "Really? Didn't look at the phone."

Bo Xiangcheng hugged her, took a deep breath, and held her tightly.

An Qian let him hold her, and continued to fiddle with the wool.

"Who is it for this time?"

"To grandma."

Bo Xiangcheng didn't ask which grandma it was, he didn't care about these things, he just wanted to hold An Qian in his arms to recharge the phone silently, he felt that the two of them saw each other too little in a day.

Ke Anqian's reaction was a little dull.

He squeezed her chin, leaned over and kissed her.

"How about going to see the house tomorrow?"

An Qian nodded, "Okay."

Then she knit a sweater silently. It is inconvenient to be hugged, so she reminded: "Are you ready? It's almost there."

"Wait a minute."

After being poisoned by her, it became his medicine. When he got sick, he would lick and hug her.

Everything is so quiet and good.

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Good night, by the way, how old is the baby chasing this book?