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

Bo Liming called the phone again, but the other party took a long time to answer, with a soft voice, "It's okay...Bo Liming..."

Through the microphone, Qiao Mian choked a few times, "Go ahead... I'll take care of it myself..."

"Do not bother you……"

After speaking, he hung up the phone again.

Qiao Mian dropped the phone, and went to the kitchen to turn up the heat slightly under the pot with potatoes and beef brisket.

Bo Liming will be here soon, and when he arrives, the stewed beef brisket with potatoes should be ready.

Qiao Mian washed her hands, looked at the scalded, rice grain-sized blister on her index finger, wondering if she could fool it.

Forget it, let's trick people here first!

He quickly changed into another piece of home clothes, then turned on the TV, and obediently watched TV with the plush doll in his arms.

About 10 minutes later, there was a quick knock on the door outside, Qiao Mian put down the doll, he brewed his emotions, trotted to the door, took a deep breath and opened the door, "Bo Liming..."

"Mianmian!"

Bo Liming clasped his shoulders with both hands, his eyes showed undisguised concern, "Mianmian, what's wrong? Where is the injury?"

The little man in front of him had red eyes, his thin eyelids were covered with a layer of grievance powder, his eyelashes trembled, and he threw himself into his arms, "Bo Liming..."

"What's the matter?" Bo Liming frowned worriedly, carefully hugging the person in his arms, "What's the matter, Mianmian?"

Qiao Mian got out of his arms, took his hand into the house, pulled him all the way to the dining table, pointed to the dining table, then raised her blistered index finger, and looked at him eagerly.

Bo Liming's heart was about to melt, he was both moved and distressed, "You did it yourself?"

Qiao Mian nodded obediently.

"Bring me something to eat?"

Qiao Mian nodded again, and curled up her raised fingers. Bo Liming took his hand and blew on it, "Did it burn when you called me? Does it hurt?"

Qiao Mian raised her finger a little higher and brought it to the other's lips, and said softly, "It hurts... Blow..."

His deer-like eyes contained a layer of water vapor, his soft mouth was pouting, and he acted like a baby. Even if this heart of Bo Liming was made of stone, it would turn into a pool of water.

Bo Liming pinched the opponent's fingers lightly, and blew and blew.If it wasn't for fear of scaring the other party, he would have kissed her on the lips.

Qiao Mian blinked, tears rolled in her eyes, she looked like she was about to cry, "Bo Liming...I cooked a lot of dishes...and made soup..."

Bo Liming touched his head and said softly, "I see."

"I'm too busy... I'm chopping vegetables, cooking vegetables, making soup, and I even made dumplings..."

"Well, Mianmian is awesome."

"Bo Liming...I'm too busy...forgot to send you a message..."

Qiao Mian raised her head, her eyes were red, "Did you wait for a long time and thought I was playing tricks on you, so you got angry..."

"I'm sorry, Mianmian, I—"

Qiao Mian blinked, and stopped what he was about to say, "I know, I used to treat you very badly...very bad...Bo Liming, I know you are a good person to me..."

He looked at each other seriously, "I won't treat you like before."

Bo Liming's heart twitched, and he felt a little unbelievable, "Just because of what happened last night, do you think I treat you well?"

Of course it's more than that, Qiao Mian answered in her mind.

But he couldn't speak rashly about the events of his previous life, so he could only bite his lips, "Bo Liming, don't you believe me? What I said is true."

Bo Liming curled his lips, then raised Qiao Mian's finger, "Is there a medicine box at home?"

After applying the medicine, Qiao Mian wrapped a Bear Band-Aid on the blister. He raised his index finger slightly and directed Bo Liming, "Bo Liming, the stewed beef brisket with potatoes in the kitchen is ready, can you bring it out."

Bo Liming brought out the stewed beef brisket with potatoes and set the tableware one by one. Qiao Mian opened the bottle of red wine and poured a glass for Bo Liming, "Bo Liming, thank you for coming to rescue me yesterday."

"Fortunately, you're here..." Qiao Mian narrowed her eyes and smiled, and handed over her Coke glass. Bo Liming raised the glass and touched him.

"Easy to do, nothing."

"Bo Liming, this is the first time I cook for others, please try it quickly!"

Bo Liming took a piece of spicy chicken, put it in his mouth and nodded, "Not bad!"

He tasted other dishes and became more curious, "Doesn't your Qiao family have a nanny? How can you still cook?"

One person made this big table, stir-fry, stew, soup, staple food, everything, full, and the taste is not bad, it is definitely not something you learn and sell.

Although the Qiao family is not as big as the Bo family's family, it can still be regarded as part of the same circle.

Which of the children raised in their family should learn management and business from an early age, so that they can take over the family business when they grow up, so why would they spend time learning such things?

There is a nanny at home, and there are many places where you can eat outside. Which one will let the children go to the kitchen every day to learn these things?

"There is a babysitter." Qiao Mian drank the coke in the glass, poured red wine for herself quietly, "I used to eat at home, the university is far away from home, I... I don't want to live on campus, so I rented it." House, learn to cook and eat by yourself.”

Anyway, apart from Lu Congyuan, he didn't have any other friends, and he didn't have any social circle.

He also doesn't like the excitement and doesn't like to go out to eat.

The more crowded the place, the lonelier he will be.The excitement is someone else's, and it has nothing to do with him.

In this way, I started to learn to cook by myself.

Bo Liming took a sip of wine with him, "You said it was your first time cooking for someone... so Lu Congyuan... is your boyfriend?"

"Lu Congyuan..."

Qiao Mian licked the wine stains on her lips, and tightly grasped the goblet with her tender fingers, "He doesn't like boys cooking, and thinks it's useless. He thinks I'm withdrawn, so we often go out to eat."

Bo Liming nodded.

Looking at the boy in front of him who was immersed in drinking wine, there was a trace of pity in his eyes.

He generally knows the situation of Qiao's family, his father doesn't love his stepmother, and he has a clever younger brother, so he doesn't pay much attention...

Bo Liming took another sip of wine silently.

The two chatted for a while, and the food slowly started to go down. A bottle of red wine was more than half gone, and Qiao Mian's face also fainted with a faint blush.

Holding the glass with both hands, he lifted the goblet high, the red wine slid over the glass wall and flowed into his mouth, he swallowed with a frown, and with a soft "Ah—" he wanted to pour himself another, A big hand held his movements.

"Mianmian, stop drinking, you have to go to school tomorrow."

Qiao Mian blinked her wet eyes, took a serious look at Bo Liming, and suddenly pulled a stool and sat next to Bo Liming, put her hands on the table and her face, "Bo Liming..."