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

Bo Liming: "..."

If it wasn't for murdering and breaking the law, I really wanted to strangle him to death.

How could it be a coincidence that he fell asleep with such a little thing.

The other party was still looking up at him with a small face, his round eyes blinked, extremely innocent.

He thought that he was more mature and stable than his peers these years, but after dealing with this little fool for less than a day, he was almost pissed off.

Seeing Bo Liming's chest rising and falling, Qiao Mian bit her rosy lips, and gently patted his chest with her hand, "Your heart is beating so fast! Do you have a heart attack? "

"I didn't have it at first, but I almost had it after I met you."

The little man in front of him was a little shocked and a little bit puzzled, and he let out a little "Yeah", and then Bo Liming watched the corners of his mouth that had been bent slowly sinking, his little head drooped, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry. ...I didn't know I would make you sick..."

There was an indescribable expression on Bo Liming's face - he actually took it seriously...

It was just a casual sentence, but the other party actually took it seriously.

Qiao Mian retracted her outstretched little hand, bent over, and began to take off her clothes.

Bo Liming held his neck and raised his head: "What do you want to do again?"

His neck was thin and white, holding it under his palm, it suddenly reminded Bo Liming of the feeling of soft bones and tendons last night.

Stupid is stupid, gifted and obedient, when crying, he will only hug himself tightly, a small one, very cute.

Qiao Mian's eyes were red, and the tip of her delicate nose was full of grievances. She spoke slowly, "I don't want you to get sick, don't get sick, I'll take off my clothes and leave..."

While he was talking, big teardrops rolled down from his eye sockets and trickled down. After he finished speaking, he pressed his lips tightly together, not daring to let himself cry out.

Bo Liming, who was still sulking at first, was flustered and at a loss when he saw this scene. Over the years, he had seen either elders or subordinates, and no one had ever cried in front of him.

When he first took office, there was a subordinate who made a mistake and was told to cry by him, but it was really ugly to cry with snot and tears, and it really made him unable to feel any pity.

Besides, he hated tears from men the most in his life. A big man couldn't bear any setbacks, and would cry every now and then, so he didn't have any masculinity.

But the one who was crying in front of him was also a man, but he was a man who had not yet grown up. He stretched out his little hand to wipe his tears, his shoulders were shaking from crying, which somehow made him feel that what he had done was not going too far.

He sighed, sat down by the bed, reached out and patted the place beside him, "Come here."

Unexpectedly, the other party just looked at him with tears in his eyes, then misunderstood him again, squeezed slowly between his legs, stretched his arms around his neck, and rested his little head on him. In the pit of his neck, from standing on the ground and crying, to sitting in his arms and crying...

"no--"

Before last night, Bo Liming had never been in such intimate contact with a person. He felt that the body in his arms was too soft, and the little face pressed against his neck was hot, and he could clearly feel the nakedness of the other person on his legs. How did she sit up? Even when she lowered her head, she could see Qiao Mian's half-opened shirt collar because she didn't tie it neatly...

He wanted to say that he didn't mean it that way, but just after he uttered two words, the tears in his arms flowed even more violently.

The rest of the words were swallowed into his mouth, Bo Liming tied his hands on his shoulders and waist in embarrassment, and patted his shoulder stiffly according to the way adults coaxed children he had seen in memory: "Okay Come on, don't cry..."

"It's all my nonsense, you are so cute, how could someone get sick just because they saw you..."

Tears wet the neckline, and the wet shirt was stuck to his body. The voice of the person in his arms was soft, "But every time my father saw me, he said that he was so angry that he was about to have a heart attack..."

"That's also his nonsense. He's just angry in his heart, and he's just letting you vent his anger."

After saying this, Bo Liming patted him on the shoulder again, "Who is your father?"

These words seemed to press a switch, and the person who was crying silently in his arms became silent again.

Probably a little fool who ran away from home because of a quarrel with his father and didn't want to go back.

Bo Liming reluctantly carried him to the bathroom and washed his face.

His name is Mianmian, and indeed he is soft everywhere, even the face in his hands is soft, but his eyes are a little too red, like a bullied little rabbit, dejected.

"Don't you want to eat sweet and sour fish? I have ordered the good kitchen to make it for you. There are many other things that you may like, all of which are sweet." Bo Liming pinched his face, "If you don't If you cry, we can go down to eat now."

Qiao Mian nodded obediently.

This man is really nice, although sometimes he is fierce, but he does not dislike himself as a little fool, he will hold himself in his arms and pat him like the father on TV, he will wash his face, and he will give himself lots to eat...

Although it was hard to be stabbed by him, but during the day when he returned to normal, he was fine...

He held Bo Liming's hand quite reliantly, and obediently put on the clothes sent by the servant, and followed Bo Liming downstairs.

He probably had numbness in his legs after sitting on Bo Liming's lap for too long, and he limped a bit when he walked, and his eyes were red from crying, so he bumped into Mama Zhang when he walked to the restaurant. Zhang Ma glanced at Qiao Mian, who was walking awkwardly, and then at Bo Liming with a complicated expression...

This young man who happened to be a meat eater couldn't hold back anymore...

It's so pitiful to see someone bullying other people's children...

Zhang Ma shook her head silently in her heart, then turned around and took the sweet and sour fish from the plate brought by the maid, and placed it where Qiao Mian could reach it.

Qiao Mian raised her head, and smiled politely at her with eyes red from crying, "Thank you, auntie~"

His voice was already soft, and he hasn't recovered from crying for a long time. The words he said were pitiful and well-behaved. Zhang's mother softened her heart, "Good boy, eat."

It's a bit silly to be silly, but it's okay to be pretty and polite.

It's better than those shrewd people who are full of hearts and minds trying to get benefits from their young master.

After Bo Liming went upstairs, those people who had been waiting for Qiao Mian to make a joke and were kicked out by Boss Boss, now they saw Qiao Mian sitting quietly at the dining table eating, and felt even more uncomfortable.

"Why did you remember to go upstairs?" Bo Liming asked.

"I wanted to go to the bathroom, but a sister took me there, but I fell down and my clothes got wet, so I pointed it out and let me go by myself."

Bo Liming glanced at Zhang Mama, Zhang Mama nodded, turned around and left.

After dinner, Bo Liming went to the study to deal with some business. Qiao Mian held a small plate of cream bubblegum puffs, found a comfortable position, curled up on the sofa and watched cartoons on the iPad.

After the puffs were finished, when Mama Zhang came over and politely asked him what else he wanted to eat, Qiao Mian looked away from the screen, softly discussing whether he could just eat popping candy?

After getting the permission, he opened a pack of popping candy and put it in his mouth. The sensation of crackling and popping was shaking in his mouth. He covered his mouth with both hands, laughing on the sofa amused by the picture on the screen. Dangling back and forth, when Bo Liming came out of the study with a whole body of exhaustion, what he saw was exactly this scene.

The little fool on the sofa was covered with a white rabbit plush blanket, only the back of his round head was exposed. He didn't know what interesting things he had seen, and he was covering his mouth and laughing until he couldn't help it.

Happiness is written all over the back of my head.

Bo Liming walked over, Qiao Mian turned his head when he heard the voice, just about to speak, the popping candy in his mouth was still crackling, he pressed his lips tightly, his cheeks were bulging, thinking about stealing The little hamster that ate something danced and gestured to Bo Liming.

As he got closer, he heard a strange sound coming from his mouth.

When the last noise disappeared, Bo Liming pressed one hand on the sofa and looked down at the people on the sofa, "What kind of mess did you secretly eat again?"

"I didn't steal it. Auntie knows I eat it."

Qiao Mian threw off the blanket and got up from the sofa, while holding Bo Liming's hand, she didn't forget to bring the remaining packs of popping candy with her, "Are you going to bed? I'm going too!"

"The room Mama Zhang arranged for you is on the first floor. If you're sleepy, you can go to sleep by yourself."

"I don't want it!" Qiao Mian shook her head and followed him bouncingly, her tone was a bit stubborn: "I want to sleep with you!"

Bo Liming refused him, "I'm not used to sleeping with other people."

"You lied!" Qiao Mian held his hand tightly, subconsciously retorting, "Obviously last night—"

Halfway through his speech, Bo Liming didn't interrupt him like before.

Qiao Mian was a little puzzled, her voice gradually quieted down, and she repeated in a low voice: "Yesterday, last night..."

Bo Liming stared at him with a half-smile, "Last night, what happened last night?"

Qiao Mian was a little puzzled, why didn't this trick work anymore?

He touched his little butt, "You stabbed me so painfully last night..."

In the empty corridor, Bo Liming pressed one hand against the wall, looking at the little fool who was trying to threaten him with the same trick: "Well, if you sleep with me tonight, it probably hurts more than last night."

"Now you can choose, let Zhang Ma arrange you to go to a room to have a good sleep, or continue to follow me to this room, and then let me continue to stab you all night?"

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and was about to open the door of his room, letting Qiao Mian choose.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched the doorknob, the door opened from the inside by itself.

Mama Zhang twitched at the corners of her mouth and smiled awkwardly at the two of them: "I just came to deliver something, I didn't hear anything..."