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

After hugging and coaxing him for a long time, Qiao Mian finally became a little happier, but she still held on to Bo Liming's sleeve tightly, as if she was afraid that if she let go, the other person would disappear.

Even when she went to the bathroom to wash off the tears on her face, Qiao Mian took Bo Liming's sleeve with her small hand and asked him to follow.

He was very obedient, he refused Bo Liming's help when washing his face, scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on his face, the crystal drops of water slid off his face, the eye circles were red on his fragile skin, and the tip of his nose was also red Yes, like a wronged little rabbit.

Bo Liming looked at Qiao Mian in the mirror, and the image of when he just learned that Qiao Mian had a fever again was circling in his mind.

The kid who was not tall huddled up and hid under the quilt, holding his pillow tightly in his hands. There were still wet tears on his face. He didn't know how long he had been crying...

He watched Qiao Mian's surveillance when he came back from the garden. At least from the surveillance, these servants took good care of him, but that's all.

Because of being favored by him, and because he is close to him, these people will naturally rush to take care of him carefully.

Afraid that he will knock, afraid that he will touch.

But that's about it.

At least when he had a high fever, when he was sick, no one wanted to call himself.

Perhaps those people also had speculations in their hearts, a child who appeared out of nowhere, was not smart, that is to say, he was more beautiful, but it happened to be favored by a coincidence, so he was taken home to raise him as an unknown child. No part of the little lover.

Maybe it won't be long before I get bored, so I'll spend some money and go find the next one.

For such a person, it's not worth disturbing Bo Liming.

Just like a vase placed in the living room, a canary trapped in a cage, it is enough to caress it once or twice for the sake of the owner, and it will be replaced when it gets tired anyway.

So they would support Qiao Mian and serve Qiao Mian from front to back, but they would not respect him.

The person by the sink moved, and a soft little hand that had just been wiped reached out to hold his little finger, and said softly, "Mianmian is done."

Bo Liming regained his thoughts, and held that little hand back, "Let's go, let's eat."

After dinner, Bo Liming went to the study alone.

As the cursor moved on the screen, all of Qiao Mian's personal information was in sight.

Bo Liming read all of Qiao Mian's growth experiences with a deep expression, and his eyes fell on "Shenghe Real Estate Qiao Shicheng", his sharp eyes narrowed, as deep as night.

The moment the door of the study was opened, the kid who was holding a long-eared rabbit on the sofa not far away listened with his ears, then turned his head to confirm, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time, he stepped on his slippers and breathed a sigh of relief Running in front of Bo Liming, she looked up at him obediently.

Bo Liming's heart softened, "Have you finished watching TV?"

Qiao Mian nodded obediently, and stretched out her hand to catch Bo Liming's cuff, "Sleep~"

Back in the bedroom, Bo Liming just came out after washing his face when he realized that Qiao Mian, who was sitting obediently beside him, was gone, but there was some noise coming from the cloakroom, who was fussing about something.

Just acting like a naughty child, Bo Liming reached for his phone and sent a message.

"husband……"

Bo Liming let out a "huh", casually raised his head and glanced in the direction of the sound, but never returned to the phone screen.

Under the soft warm yellow light, a small figure stood at the door of the cloakroom, looking timidly here.

The pair of off-white fluffy bunny slippers were still on his feet, but instead of the same set of pajamas he wore before, he replaced them with a set of sailor suits.

Although he looks slender and thin, he is a boy after all. The jacket is too short, barely reaching the stomach, revealing a small waist; the dark blue skirt is too short for him, It can only be said that the thighs are barely covered, and the white lace high-cut stockings have been lifted three inches from the skirt, and the tight stockings have drawn a little trace of flesh.

And pure, and innocent.

Like a fake little princess who is ignorant of the world and secretly put on women's clothes.

With his hands behind his back, he was a little shy, looking this way timidly...

Bo Liming's Adam's apple rolled, and he put the phone on the pillow, and said in a low voice, "It's too far away, so I can't see clearly."

There was a flash of panic on the other party's face, and he warned Bo Liming without the slightest confidence: "You, you are not allowed to laugh at me..."

"Very beautiful, don't laugh at you."

Then he walked over slowly, took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, and sat on Bo Liming through the quilt.

Bo Liming's breathing was completely disordered, but he tried his best to endure it, looked at the person sitting on him obediently in front of him, and waited for the other person to speak.

And the person in front of him slowly took a few deep breaths, as if after a long time of psychological construction, he glanced at him carefully, and called him with a bit of coquettishness: "Husband~"

Bo Liming raised his eyebrows, waiting for his next move.

The little hand hidden behind slowly took it out, it was still the familiar popping candy, Qiao Mian bit her lip slightly, and stuffed the popping candy into Bo Liming's palm, "Here you..."

Bo Liming knowingly asked: "What are you doing for me?"

The little hand curled up, and the soft white face was instantly covered with a layer of pink, even the curly eyelashes couldn't help trembling violently, and he stammered: "I, I..."

Bo Liming raised his chin, "Why did you still stutter?"

Qiao Mian's face turned even redder, and he didn't even say a word. Anyway, he couldn't speak very fluently, but the curled fingers slowly climbed up Bo Liming's shirt, and touched it. Undoing the top button clumsily for him...

Bo Liming deliberately teased him: "If you don't make it clear, you still want to sleep with me?"

Qiao Mian quickly shook her head, "I, I'm obedient..."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice: "Can you, can you marry me..."

Bo Liming's Adam's apple slid twice quickly, the other hand hidden under the quilt was almost stiff, and his face was still calm: "Well, let's see how you behave..."

……

By the end of the night, it was already late at night, and Qiao Mian, who had been cleaned, was carried out and put on the bed. She was tossed hard, her back was sore and her eyes were so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes.

But he still managed to get into Bo Liming's arms, yawning softly and coquettishly: "Bo Liming, I'm very good tonight..."

The forehead was kissed, and a familiar voice came from above, "Our baby is so good."

Qiao Mian reached out and rubbed her waist, not forgetting the purpose of tonight, "Are you satisfied with Mianmian's performance..."

After being kissed again on the forehead, Qiao Mian couldn't help but bend the corners of her mouth.

Bo Liming glanced at the torn white lace stockings on the ground, with undisguised joy in his eyes, he raised his hand to turn off the light, and the whole world fell silent into darkness.

Qiao Mian was so sleepy that she could hardly open her eyes, covered her mouth and yawned a little, and suddenly heard Bo Liming's voice in her ears:

"Could not be more satisfied."

When he woke up the next day, Bo Liming had already left.

Qiao Mian reached for her phone and sent a message to Bo Liming, then got up to wash herself, and then went downstairs to eat.

There was a little maid who was cleaning. Seeing him passing by, she respectfully bowed to him more than 90 and shouted "Good morning, madam."

Qiao Mian's mouth was wide open, and she looked at the other person in shock, thinking that she had slept too much so her head was in a daze and she couldn't hear clearly, so she nodded and went downstairs.

The servants on the first floor were busy in an orderly manner. When they saw him coming, they stood in two rows. With a different smile on their faces, they bowed again, "Good morning, madam."

Qiao Mian glanced at them curiously, then nodded in a dazed way, and was taken to the restaurant for dinner by Zhang's mother who rushed over.

The servants in the restaurant behaved the same way. Qiao Mian was holding a small cake with one hand, and her eyes turned around curiously.

Before today, these people had always called him "Little Young Master", why did he suddenly change his name to Madam?

A trace of sweetness dripped from the bottom of her heart, Qiao Mian lowered her head and bit the cake in small bites, the corners of her lips raised even more.

This kind of happiness lasted until Bo Liming went home.

Qiao Mian followed behind Bo Liming like a little follower, saying "husband" every time. Bo Liming smiled and shook his head, took Qiao Mian's hand and led him to the study.

"Go abroad to play~"

Sitting on Bo Liming's body, Qiao Mian held a glass of juice in her hand, her eyes sparkled, "Then when shall we go~"

"Tomorrow, the private jet will take you there tomorrow. Mianmian is waiting for me there, and I will be there soon."

"Mother Zhang will also go there and accompany you to the manor. There are many, many fruit trees and many, many small animals. We can pick fruits in Mianmian, or play with the small animals—"

Qiao Mian lowered her head, looking a little disappointed, and interrupted Bo Liming's words in a very low voice: "You don't want me anymore."

"Why don't we sleep?"

Bo Liming raised Qiao Mian's chin, "Baby knows, you are a boy, and I am also a boy. We cannot get married in China, so we have to go abroad to register."

Qiao Mian's eyes lit up as she quietly listened to Bo Liming's words.

"But my husband has other important things to do these two days, so Mianmian will wait for me over there. When I arrive, we two will go to register for marriage."

Qiao Mian was reluctant to leave him, she pouted slightly, "I can wait for you here too..."

Bo Liming coaxed him, "That manor was bought as a wedding present for Mianmian. After the registration, we will spend a period of honeymoon there. There are still many things in it that have not been done properly. Master, can you help my husband, first go and watch the workers clean up everything?"

Bo Liming pinched his bulging cheeks: "My husband will pass away soon, and I will make videos with you every day..."