After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

If before that, An Qian didn't let go of what Bo Xiangcheng did that month when she misunderstood her, then at this moment, she let go and truly forgave.

No matter what, they have agreed to spend their whole life now, and she never thought about falling in love with Bo Xiangcheng vigorously, falling in love, which is impossible for them.

Just be an ordinary couple and family.

In short, she wanted to treat Bo Xiangcheng better, so when she left the old house, she specially asked the old lady for her husband's favorite food list.

Mrs. Bo laughed so hard that she couldn't see her teeth, she compared her fingers, "He is not picky about food, just remember that he never eats four things."

"Which four things?"

"Lettuce, fennel, celery, lotus root."

"Oh." An Qian nodded slowly, remembering,

She quite likes to eat celery, but she didn't expect that there are still people who don't eat it.

When she went back, in the car, she thought of the red envelope her mother-in-law gave her for meeting, and when she opened it, besides a large stack of cash, it was a black card.

Another card.

She already has several cards.

Although I don't know how much money is on it, but I also know that there will be more and not less.

She put the card away, feeling very calm. At present, grandma doesn't need her to spend money in the hospital, and the money for live broadcast and video shooting is not low for a month. Apart from repaying the mortgage, she has nothing to buy for a while.

Buy nice clothes for your baby in the future.

If it's a girl, then wear a small skirt for her every day.

An Qian touched her belly, her face softened unconsciously.

She stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, looked at her face, and that handsome face of Bao Xiangcheng appeared in her mind again. She had some expectations in her heart, and she smiled softly, no matter if it was a boy or a girl, it should not grow Is it too bad?

As a result, the smile on the corner of his mouth hadn't been put away yet, a feeling of nausea hit him, and he retched a few times.

"..."

In the evening, when Bo Xiangcheng came back, An Qian calculated the time and served the last dish.

"Xiang Cheng, are you back?"

Under the bright crystal chandelier, she smiled softly, her eyebrows and eyes curved, "I'm just in time, so I'm going to wash my hands and eat."

Bo Xiangcheng was dazzled by that smile, and closed his eyes and hummed.

An Qian cooked three dishes and one soup, and the portion was not too much, after all, only the husband and wife ate it.

"Is there anything you want to eat tomorrow? I can do it."

An Qian stuffed a mouthful of rice into her mouth, put a piece of cold cucumber in her mouth, and chewed it with a crackling sound.

Cucumbers are crisp and juicy, and she likes them.

Bo Xiangcheng said calmly, "Anything is fine."

People who cook are most afraid of hearing the words: whatever you want.

An Qian stuffed another piece of cucumber into her mouth, and said intentionally, "That's fine, tomorrow I'll eat fried shredded pork with celery and sliced ​​lotus root."

Bo Xiangcheng frowned slightly, pursed his lips, "Don't eat."

An Qian snickered inwardly, pretending to be surprised, "Ah? You can say whatever you want?"

Bo Xiangcheng raised his eyes, glanced at her, and said nothing.

An Qian inexplicably felt a little cute, and couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile, "Okay, I know, I won't do both." As the words fell, she naturally put a piece of cucumber into the man's bowl, "I think cucumber Delicious, how about you?"

Bo Xiangcheng looked at an extra piece of emerald green cucumber in the bowl, twitched his eyebrows almost invisibly, and when he saw the woman staring at him expectantly, he hummed.

But An Qian slowly noticed that the piece of cucumber in his bowl was still there until the meal was over.

An Qian paused, took the last bite of food, stood up and said, "I'm done eating, you eat slowly, I'll go water the grass."

After pouring the water, he returned to the living room, and Bo Xiangcheng had already eaten.

There were not many leftovers, and there was no need to put them in the refrigerator, so An Qian threw them away, and then she saw a cucumber lying alone in the trash can.

She ate the last piece of cucumber on the plate.

So it goes without saying that she knew which piece of cucumber it was.

Bo Xiangcheng doesn't eat cucumber?

But just now she saw him pick up a few pieces of food.

The only reason is to mind her.

An Qian couldn't tell what was going on in her heart, she felt that she seemed a little out of line.

Picking up vegetables is something that family members, friends, and lovers do.

What's the relationship between her and Bao Xiangcheng?

Friends are not counted, let alone lovers.

An Qian was thinking about her family, but Bo Xiangcheng seemed to think differently from her.

Perhaps, they are just couples who have obtained a certificate to live together.

Not family, friends, lovers.

She didn't pay attention today, and she won't serve him food in the future.

When she went out for a walk, she didn't think much of talking.

Bo Xiangcheng would not take the initiative to talk to her.

The two went back and forth without saying a word.

On the way back, Bo Xiangcheng received a call. An Qian didn't want to listen to it deliberately, nor was she curious, but when a female voice came from the other end, she was slightly refreshed.

Bo's mother said that because of what happened at the age of 14, Bo Xiangcheng hated the contact of women. Indeed, the two of them have lived together for so long, and she has never seen him contact any woman.

She couldn't hear what was said there, only knew it was a woman.

Women are sensitive, and she noticed that the young master's voice was not as cold as usual, but much calmer.

The woman should have asked him if he slept.

She heard the young master answer:

"Didn't sleep."

"She didn't take a shower."

An Qian felt that Bo Xiangcheng looked down at her, and then said to the person on the phone: "I'm taking her for a walk, what do you want?"

"She suffered from morning sickness, and the doctor advised her to exercise more."

In the next second, An Qian felt that Bo Xiangcheng's tone was a bit serious, "This is not hypocritical, you have something to say."

An Qian suddenly remembered that she had seen the woman on the phone before.

On Brother Bo Xiangcheng's birthday, the woman with short hair and a pink suit looked like a strong woman with a successful career.

What's the name? It seems to be called Fu Qing.

According to Bo's mother, if the young master has female friends, it should be a very good friendship.

Bo Xiangcheng hung up the phone.

"I have a female brother, come to visit the house tomorrow, do you mind?"

An Qian shook her head, "Of course not, that's your friend." Her own friend came to stay at home for a few days.

But what the hell is a female brother?

An Qian thought of the cheerful and lively female students in the previous class, who had a good relationship with the male students in the class, got along well and called each other brothers.

Is that Fu Qing's relationship with the Eldest Young Master?

"Although she doesn't look like a woman, physically you are the same sex, you should have something to talk about, you don't have to be too polite."

"Oh…"

The young master will naturally not be at home tomorrow, he is so busy with work.

So tomorrow she will face that Miss Fu alone.

And what the young master said, if Miss Fu heard it, she probably wanted to hit someone.