[Rebirth] Mr. Bo's little beauty is acting like a baby again

Liang Tian was strong and fat, and he couldn't compare with Gu Yaodong who had practiced since he was a child.

It wasn't until Gu Yaodong's fist hit his face that he realized that he staggered and touched his own face.

The little boy in Liang Tian's arms screamed, and the others who were paying attention had already stopped.

Liang Tianchao spat on the ground, his panting chest rising and falling.From time to time, low laughter came from his ears, as if he was laughing at his overthinking, or as if he was treating him like a clown.

Anger mixed with alcohol rushed into his mind, Liang Tian breathed heavily, clenched his fists fiercely, and punched Gu Yaodong.

Gu Yaodong kicked him to the ground, rode on him, and greeted the opponent's face like raindrops of fists, "Damn it! You deserve to mention him too!"

"Surnamed Liang, are you fucking tired of living?"

"Gu Yaodong, you are a mad dog!"

"Grass your mother!"

Cursing and howling were intertwined, and Ning Jie, who came back to his senses, hurriedly called other friends to separate the two.

Liang Tian was beaten a lot, his face was bruised and purple, and his face was swollen. He was hugged from behind and distanced himself from Gu Yaodong.

Gu Yaodong panted heavily, and pointed at Liang Tian with his eyes tearing open, "Mother's surname is Liang, if you dare to talk about our Guannan family, I will kill you directly!"

He wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth viciously, his eyes were full of murderous intent, he wished he could kill Liang Tian on the spot, Liang Tian's mind felt frightened, and Liang Tian's eardrums ached from the shock, he couldn't help but soften his legs soft.

"Let go!" Gu Yaodong broke free from the person blocking him, picked up the car key from the table, and looked around the private room coldly.

"From now on, don't call me when you come with the surname Liang, it's bad luck!"

"You can't drink while you're driving." Ning Jie followed him to see him out, and before he left, he didn't forget to ask Shang Xiaoshu to follow him.

"I'll find someone to take you back." Ning Jie patted Gu Yaodong on the back, slowly persuading him, "It's not safe for you to drink, Mr. Xu doesn't have to worry about you if he knows..."

When Xu Guannan was mentioned, Gu Yaodong's face turned slightly better. When he reached the door of the clubhouse, the doorman had already opened the car for him in advance.

Ning Jie gave Xiaoshu a wink, and Xiaoshu bravely stood side by side with Gu Yaodong: "Young Master Gu, I have a driver's license, so I can be your driver."

Gu Yaodong didn't even look at him, but glanced at Ning Jie, "Let's go."

When he got home, it was past twelve o'clock. He looked at the wound on the corner of his mouth in the mirror, and hovered outside the master bedroom door for a long time before going back to the guest room to sleep.

Early the next morning, Xu Guannan came down from the second floor fully dressed. Gu Yaodong was waiting for him in the living room early in the morning. When he saw Xu Guannan coming, he hurriedly followed, "Guannan, you like something light in the morning. I have made noodles in clear soup. Come and eat." Bar!"

His tone was cheerful and sounded harmless, as if yesterday's unhappiness never happened.

Xu Guannan's phoenix eyes swept across his face lightly, and when he saw the scar on the corner of his mouth, he couldn't help but linger for a while.

Gu Yaodong noticed the other party's sizing up, and quickly raised his chin a little so that he could see more clearly.

Guan Nan's heart is soft, maybe once he sees that his heart hurts, he won't be angry with him.

Unexpectedly, the other party's gaze fell on the corner of his mouth for a moment, then turned away quickly, and walked outside.

Gu Yaodong hurriedly followed, "It doesn't matter if you don't eat noodles. If you are in a hurry to go to class, you may not have time. I have already packed buns, soy milk and siu mai. You can eat them on the way."

While beckoning the housekeeper to hand over the things, he quickly caught up with Xu Guannan, aggrieved in a low voice, "Guannan, you clearly saw that I was hurt, why don't you care about me..."

Xu Guannan stopped in his tracks.

The long straight eyelashes trembled, the beautiful pupil seemed to be able to speak, and his eyes fell on Xu Guannan's lips, "How did you do it?"

I can't tell why, but the tone is clearly the same as before, neither too fast nor too slow, and gentle, but Gu Yaodong's heart tightens when he listens.

Gu Yaodong: "I passed Ning Jie's birthday yesterday, and I met an idiot and got into a fight."

There was a chuckle in my ear, and I heard the words again, but it disappeared again, like an auditory hallucination.

Xu Guannan didn't say anything more, turned around and left again.

Gu Yaodong followed all the way, "Guannan, let me take you to school, it's not easy to take a taxi here, it will take a long time..."

Xu Guannan's voice was faint, as if floating over from the clouds, misty and resisting, "Young Master Gu is so busy, who would dare to bother you."

The buildings outside the car window kept moving backwards, Qiao Mian pouted, looking annoyed.

Bo Liming hugged him onto his lap, pinched his soft bun-like face, "Okay, my husband will definitely help you tonight."

"You can't always be like that baby," Bo Liming coaxed him, his handsome brows and eyes were full of smiles, he leaned over and kissed the other's rosy lips, "Now the baby is too small, it can't stand the trouble..."

"Baby, baby...you only know baby..." Qiao Mian's eyes were red, her wet eyes were half-drooped, she was extremely wronged, "You only want this baby to be fine, don't Mianmian..."

The light chestnut hair obediently rested on her full forehead, Qiao Mian pouted with her fingers, every movement was full of unhappiness.

Bo Liming's heart was so soft that he patted their Mianmian's back lightly with his palm, "It's not just that I know about the baby, it's that the baby is now in Mianmian's womb. The baby is too young to understand what dad said. If the baby If it is uncomfortable, my Mianmian will be even more uncomfortable..."

Bo Liming kissed each other's forehead, "No matter how many babies there will be in the future, Mianmian will always be the one my husband loves the most."

Bo Liming hugged him into his arms, and his broad palms ran along Qiao Mian's back, "In this life, there will be no one who can compare to our family's Mianmian."

Qiao Mian raised her head, half-believing, her round eyes were still wet, "Really?"

Bo Liming nodded, stretched out his hand to make a swear gesture, and said seriously: "Really."

Only then did Qiao Mian become happy, and embraced Bo Liming's neck with her two small arms, her pretty face was upturned, her expression arrogant like a proud kitten, "Kiss me."

Bo Liming smiled lightly, wrapped his arms around his waist, passed the other hand through his hair, groped the back of the other's head, leaned over and kissed him.

His little baby is obedient and soft, although a few seconds ago he was proud and reserved, with his chin raised high, but once he hugged him and kissed him, he would soften in his arms if he couldn't last a round.

If it weren't for Bo Liming's big hands to support the back of his head and shoulders all the time, I'm afraid that the other party would be like being pulled out of the bones, limply letting others bully him.

When they parted, Qiao Mian's entire face was covered with a layer of light pink, like a peach, and there was still a layer of mist in her eyes. She felt like she would be bullied and cry in a second.

Bo Liming couldn't bear his appearance the most, his Adam's apple slid heavily, leaned over and rubbed against the other's overly full lips, his voice was hoarse, "Do you still dare to provoke me?"

Qiao Mian blinked her eyes, her long and curly eyelashes were fanning back and forth like a small fan, her pupils were watery, and she said in a loud voice, "Who told you to kiss here!"

Delicate and arrogant, people can't help it.

Bo Liming looked at him with a smile, "If you don't kiss here, where does Mianmian want me to kiss?"

Qiao Mian's eyeballs moved, like a cunning little fox, to confirm that the baffle was completely covered, then reached out to lift up the hem of the T-shirt, pulled it up, and looked at Bo Liming with blinking eyes.

The snow-white skin is like a painting that has not been painted by anyone, with cinnabar dotted on it.

Bo Liming choked for breath, his voice became hoarse, "Mianmian, don't seduce me."

In the next moment, Qiao Mian's small white hand made another movement, Bo Liming's breathing became rapid, he pulled him into his arms, and pressed his thin lips against it...

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"Can't you really see it?"

Even though he had already arrived at the school gate, Qiao Mian still hesitated to get out of the car. He carefully stroked his T-shirt with his fingers, and lowered his head to look at his chest.

"I really can't see it." Bo Liming straightened his clothes for him and rubbed his head, "It's a little thing that people are too addicted to play with."

Qiao Mian snorted, "You speak too hard?"

Bo Liming: "Oh? Why don't you blame yourself for seducing me?"

Qiao Mian was irrational, "You are so much older than me, why don't you let me~ I'm still a child, and I still have your baby in my stomach, I've worked so hard, what's wrong with seducing you!"

Bo Liming smiled and shook his head, his black eyes were full of joy, "Well, I was wrong, I should be Liu Xiahui, no matter how Mianmian seduces me, I won't be moved..."

"It's not like it is now..." The man's fingers tapped his chest, "I didn't grasp it for a while, but let us use all the band-aids in Mianmian."

Qiao Mian blushed, grabbed her schoolbag and opened the door to get out of the car.

There was a pause in her walking steps, Qiao Mian turned her head, her rosy face seemed to be steaming, and she bit her rosy lips with her white glutinous teeth, as if she was a little troubled.

"Bo Liming, you promised me!"

Bo Liming tilted his head to tease him, "What did I promise you?"

Qiao Mian pulled the strap of her schoolbag with both hands, wanted to talk, but looked around but was too embarrassed to say so, so she could only groan, "...Anyway... you just promised me...tonight...that..."

Bo Liming seemed to have just realized, and let out a long "oh", "So...you are talking about that..."

Qiao Mian blinked her eyes, waiting for Bo Liming's next words.

Unexpectedly, the other party just looked at him and kept smiling, without saying anything.

On the other hand, those dark eyes looked him up and down like searchlights, their eyes were ambiguous and explicit, which made Qiao Mian's face turn red even more when he was being looked at.

Bo Liming's voice was deep and deep, piercing into his ears, it sounded tingly, "Well, if Mianmian is good enough, my husband will definitely keep his promise..."