After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

The next day, before An Qian finished her breakfast, she started vomiting again. There was nothing in her stomach, and all she vomited was acid water.

Bo Xiangcheng frowned and took a glass of warm water and handed her to her, and helped her to sit on the sofa.

"Order takeaway in the future, don't make breakfast."

"No, you should eat less outside food when you're pregnant. Don't worry about cooking by yourself."

"Then ask Auntie to cook." Bo Xiangcheng said in a deep voice, "Just make breakfast, and it won't affect your video shooting."

Don't act like he's abusing his wife.

Bo Xiangcheng's attitude was a bit tough, "That's the decision."

An Qian nodded, her little face didn't look happy either.

Bo Xiangcheng sometimes really thinks that An Qian is a different kind, just a weird one.

How nice it is to have someone take care of her, this woman really doesn't know how to enjoy herself.

I gave her the card, but didn't go to buy jewelry, bags and clothes.

If she wanted to, where would it be her turn to cook at home?

Even eighteen meals a day can be arranged clearly for her, but in the end she is lucky, she wants to do everything by herself.

With the life of enjoying the blessing, but got the disease of enjoying the blessing.

Gee.

Destined to be a busy life, toil life.

He actually thought that she drugged him for money. This misunderstanding is really stupid.

After Bo Xiangcheng went to work, An Qian remembered that he had forgotten to ask when his female brother would arrive.

In the morning or in the afternoon?

There are friends who come to her home as the host, so they have to entertain them.

She had to make a phone call.

bell bell -

"Hello."

It's a woman's voice, and it sounds familiar, isn't it...

The next second, a more familiar low-pitched male voice sounded, "Give me the phone."

Bo Xiangcheng picked up the phone, saw [temporary wife] again, raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter?"

"...I want to ask your friend what time to come over today so that I can cook and entertain."

"She won't come today." Bo Xiangcheng glared at the short-haired woman in the office. Fu Qing was wearing a white suit and white high heels, and smiled at him, holding the pen on the table in his hand and turning it around.

The acting secretary came in with two cups of coffee.

"Mr. Fu, the coffee you want."

"Put it on the table, thank you."

Bo Xiangcheng hung up the phone.

Fu Qing immediately said: "I didn't intentionally let her go. Who knew that the old man said that this project would be negotiated today. I thought that the fat water would not flow to outsiders' fields. Of course I would like to cooperate with you."

Bo Xiangcheng read the contract and signed it.

It's a trusting friendliness.

The corner of Ling Fu Qing's mouth turned up, "Don't take a closer look, aren't you afraid I'll trick you?"

"you dare?"

"Haha, don't dare, are you going to drink tonight? Since I came back, we haven't had a good get together."

"No, I have to go back to accompany An Qian."

Fu Qing's smile froze for a moment, and he threw the pen in his hand towards the man who was concentrating on his work, "Why didn't I find out before, you are quite family-friendly?"

Bo Xiangcheng was not angry when he lost his pen. He continued to read the contract with his eyes lowered, signed it, and worked hard.

Fu Qing stood there for a while, moved closer to him, and said in a casual tone, "You...don't reject women now?"

A mature perfume exuding bursts of femininity rushed towards his face, and Bo Xiangcheng stepped back, frowning, "When did you start using perfume?"

Fu Qing felt a little uncomfortable, touched his short hair, and said, "What's the matter? Is it fragrant? Do you like the smell?"

Bo Xiangcheng said word by word, "No, I feel a little disgusted."

Fu Qing's face turned dark, and he said angrily, "If you can't speak, you don't have to. I'm asking you, do you not reject women?" She reached out and patted Bao Xiangcheng's shoulder, her eyes trembled, and said tentatively: "What does it feel like to reject me?"

Bo Xiangcheng's expression was light, "I don't reject it."

Fu Qing's eyes lit up for a moment, and in the next second, Bo Xiangcheng said calmly, "You are not a woman."

The acting secretary was knocking on the door of the president's office.

Unexpectedly, the door was pulled open from the inside.

"pay…"

Mr. Fu had a cold face, and he didn't even look at him. He walked in a hurry, and bumped his shoulder, and the sound of high heels stepping hard on the floor tiles made a loud clicking sound.

The acting secretary was startled, and looked back at Mr. Fu's back as he left.

"Mr. Bo, Mr. Fu, this is..."

Contract not negotiated?

Bo Xiangcheng was also a little baffled, and said impatiently: Who knows why she went crazy, don't leave her alone, what's the matter with you? "

"That's how it is. Mr. Huang hopes to go with you to visit the land where the market opened before..."

Suddenly the door was pushed open by the outside, and a man in a gray suit walked in with one hand in his pocket, and shouted when he entered the door: "Brave! You've been doing well lately."

Bo Xiangcheng's expression darkened, and he looked at the acting secretary, "Kick him out."

When the acting secretary heard this voice, his face turned pale and he lowered his head.

The memories of the dead began to attack him again.

He was a serious straight man, but he was raped by a man of five big and three thick hands. During this period of time, he crazily used his work to numb himself, not thinking about that painful memory.

Damn it, that fucking fag is at it again!

Hearing what his friend said, Lu Qi, a gay man, smiled, "Is this how you treat guests? Violence?"

The fucker didn't look at him!The fucking fag is standing right next to him!

The acting secretary lowered his head and covered his stomach, "Mr. Bo, I, I suddenly have a stomachache."

He ran away after speaking.

Lu Qi didn't even see his face.

He shrugged, "Look, your employees don't even have the heart to drive me away."

"Get out if you have nothing to do." Bo Xiangcheng said without raising his head.

Lu Qi didn't listen, and sat down on the black sofa, swinging his legs up, "I saw Fu Qing downstairs, why did you provoke her? Just ignore me."

Bo Xiangcheng ignored her.

Lu Qi didn't care, and said lazily, "At the beginning, I thought you would die alone, but it turned out that you were the first to get married. Don't you want to hold a wedding? I still want to see my sister-in-law."

Bo Xiangcheng thought for a while, and said, "No, it's troublesome."

"If we don't hold a wedding, we must have a meal, right? It just so happens that my brothers are all in Jiangcheng now, and I asked my sister-in-law to bring her friends with me, so we can have a simple meal."

This makes sense.

Bo Xiangcheng: "I'll ask her, and I'll give you an answer when the time comes."

Lu Qi clicked his tongue twice, "Wife control is strict?"

"You think too much."

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An Qian uploaded a video in Happy Community.

She took out a large ball of wool and prepared to knit a pair of small shoes for the baby. This was what she learned from her neighbor sister in her hometown when she was in junior high school.

After the elder sister was pregnant with the baby, she returned to her mother's house with a big ball of wool in her hand. She knew a lot, knitting clothes, scarves, shoes, and gloves.

An Qian is a calm person. She wanted to knit a sweater for grandma at first, but she learned everything in the end.

When Bo Xiangcheng got off work, he saw a small pink woolen shoe on the sofa, which was not as big as his hand.

He frowned, lifted the gadget with his slender white hands, and Mo Tong stared at it for a long time.

What kind of unknown creature is this.

When An Qian came out with the last dish, she blushed when she saw the little shoes in his hand. She hurriedly put the dishes on the square table and grabbed the shoes.

"Me, I knit for fun."

Bo Xiangcheng was a little shocked, "...you did it?"