After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

Bo Xiangcheng really didn't go in. He stood by the side of the road with a tall and straight figure and handsome features, causing passers-by to turn their heads frequently, and even a little girl ran over and asked him if he could sign his autograph.

Bo Xiangcheng suddenly became a little impatient, and said in a cold tone, "No."

How many signatures did he sign in the office in one day?

An Qian was holding a pair of pink fluffy shoes in the shop, her eyes were shining softly, and she bought a small hat with a little tiger on it, and her baby was also a little tiger.

It was the first time to visit a children's clothing store, An Qian felt it was very fresh, and for a moment forgot that her husband was still waiting for her outside.

When he came back to his senses and looked outside, how could there be that tall figure?

An Qian's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that she was impatient and left first?

She stopped shopping and hurried to check out.

After paying the bill, I hurried out of the store.

There was no one on the streets on the left and right. She concluded that the young master had gone back first, and there was no news on the phone. If this person wants to leave, he should send a message.

An Qian was a little unhappy.

Carrying the bag and walking home, when she passed the alley again, she quickened her pace and started running.

However, within two steps, he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"What are you running for?"

"You didn't leave?" An Qian turned around suddenly, and saw Bo Xiangcheng standing at the entrance of the alley she was afraid of, in the shadows, with a cigarette in his mouth.

Bo Xiangcheng took a deep breath of the cigarette, then pressed it on the wall and threw it into the trash can, and walked towards her.

With no expression on his face, he said flatly, "I told you I'll wait for you outside."

"Oh." An Qian bit her lip, feeling a little happy in her heart.

The two walked back side by side, and the man said seriously: "Call me if you don't see me in the future, don't run."

The tone is slightly fierce.

But she knew it was caring for her,

So she felt a little happy, "Okay."

"Want to see what I bought?" With a smile in her eyes, An Qian handed the bag to the man, Bo Xiangcheng glanced down, but didn't take it.

He said softly, "Not interested."

"Oh..." The smile in An Qian's eyes faded a little, and she silently withdrew her hand.

The young master seems to really...do not like this child.

When they got home, the couple didn't speak any more.

An Qian carefully put the shoes and hat she bought in the cabinet, but there was a sudden knock on the door.

An Qian: "Please come in."

Bo Xiangcheng stood at the door with a mobile phone in his hand, his expression a little ugly.

He said: "Go back to the old house for dinner tomorrow night. My parents are back. Do you have any arrangements? If you have, you can not go."

He looked indifferent.

An Qian shook her head, "No."

See her in-laws, where can she not go?

As far as she knew, Bo Xiangcheng's parents were very loving, they were childhood sweethearts, and they were in the same family.

But in An Qian's real life, she hadn't actually seen those two, only seen photos at Bo's house.

With a bit of curiosity and apprehension, the next day passed quickly.

At 06:30, the couple returned to the old house.

When the ugly daughter-in-law saw her in-laws, she was a little nervous.

"Xiang Cheng, do your parents have any taboo topics?"

Bo Xiangcheng raised his eyebrows, it was because An Qian was not acting in front of people and calling him by his name.

"They'll be happy if you call twice,"

Really?

An Qian couldn't figure it out.

But Bo Xiangcheng didn't pay attention to her small thoughts at all, and strode in.

In the huge restaurant, there were only three people sitting at the table.

An Qian recognized her father-in-law at a glance. Bo Xiangcheng looked so much like him, he was almost carved out of the same mold.

The woman next to her is beautiful and generous, except for the fine lines at the corners of her eyes, she looks like she is in her thirties, a well-maintained wife.

Who would have thought that she already had a nearly 30-year-old son?

After saying hello, Mama Bo took her hand and handed over a red envelope... oh no, it was a red brick.

Mom Bo doesn't seem difficult to get along with.

An Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

"You don't look like Steward An at all." Mother Bo smiled, "You should be more like your mother."

"I don't know, I haven't seen my mother."

There is not even a picture of her mother at home, but An Qian has thought about it carefully, she should be more like her mother.

"Have you finished eating? It's time to go back." Bo Xiangcheng suddenly said.

Only then did An Qian remember that Bo's mother had been talking to her, Bo's father was silently looking at his phone after eating, and no one was talking to Bo Xiangcheng.

She faintly felt that something was wrong.

At this time, the old lady also spoke slowly, "There are so many rooms in the house, can't you live there? Your parents are also at home, so just rest for one night."

Bo's mother glanced at her son quickly, then looked away, and said, "Just listen to your grandma. It's so late, what are you doing?"

Bo Xiangcheng had a calm expression on his stern face. He turned his head and asked An Qian, "Do you want to go back?"

His question stunned the people on the table.

An Qian also didn't expect him to ask himself, grandma and mother wanted him to stay for one night, but he came to ask himself?

It seemed that as long as she nodded, this man would immediately grab her and take her away.

What the hell...everyone at the table was staring at her.

An Qian could only nod, "Just...stay for one night."

Seeing Bo Xiangcheng stand up, "Let's go back to the room then."

"Qianqian is pregnant, she should rest early." The old lady agreed.

Mother Bo's eyes fell on An Qian, and it took a long time to look away, smiling a bit reluctantly, "Yes."

An Qian was dragged up to the second floor and returned to Bo Xiangcheng's room.

Her complexion suddenly turned bright, this wasn't the last time they...

You can't sleep in separate rooms, or the old lady will think too much.

Bo Xiangcheng seemed to have the ability to read minds, "Sleeping on the sofa or on the bed?"

An Qian's eyes lit up, and she replied without hesitation: "Sofa."

"Okay." Bo Xiangcheng didn't say much.

He asked An Qian to take a bath first.

An Qian's mind was buzzing, feeling that it was too embarrassing for the two of them to stay in this room.

Hearing this, she went to the bathroom without even thinking about running for her life, and closed the door behind her.

In the happy community, she can still face the young master. Once she comes to this room, she feels that something is wrong, which makes her blush with shame. As long as she closes her eyes, there will be unsightly memories everywhere...

After taking a shower, she realized in surprise, what clothes did she change into?The room had no clothes on her at all.

"An Qian—"

The young master's deep voice suddenly sounded from outside the bathroom.

An Qian was naked, a little uncomfortable, clenched her hands into fists, and agreed.

"...I saw a lot of women's clothing in the closet." I also knew that grandma had prepared them, not only early winter pajamas, but also some small pieces of fabric connected by a few threads—things that couldn't be called clothes at all.

The moment he opened the closet, he felt like he was going to go blind.

An Qian was worried about this, so she hurriedly said, "Really? Get me a set, thank you."

Bo Xiangcheng was silent, "...what color do you want?"

"Ah...just pink."

So, Bo Xiangcheng took a pair of early winter pajamas with the most fabric, long-sleeved trousers, and finally, among the row of colorful underwear, randomly grabbed a pair of pink ones.

Gee.

It's annoying enough——