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

The phone vibrated a few times, and Bo Liming pressed the answer button.

A cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone: "Bo Liming, which company are you in? I made you stomach-nourishing porridge, it's delicious~ There are also some side dishes, I'll send them to you~"

There were two mobile phones lying on the black table, one was parked on the call interface, and his little friend was on the other end of the phone.

The other was occupied by a large photo, in which Lu Congyuan was shirtless, leaning against the head of the bed.

Two side-by-side cell phones, with black shells, like two eyes, laughing at themselves.

Bo Liming's voice was hoarse, "Okay, I'll give you the address."

Qiao Mian gave a small "yeah" in a crisp voice, "Then you must wait for me!"

Bo Liming's eyes were deep: "Waiting for you."

In the taxi, Qiao Mian was wearing a white T-shirt, and the takeaway was wearing a loose, light-colored sunscreen. It was already getting hot in early May, and the driver didn't turn on the air conditioner to save fuel. cool breeze.

He carefully protected the insulation box in his hand, with a pleasant smile on his face, looking at the distance on the phone from time to time.

This time, Bo Liming didn't work in Huatian Entertainment, but went to another real estate company, which was far away.

I don't know if the stir-fried dishes will be wilted after arriving there, or if it will make people lose their appetite.

Qiao Mian pulled on the car window, wishing the car could go faster.

After getting out of the car, he approached the hall, Qi Lu was already there waiting for him, Qiao Mian greeted her, and followed her to the direction of the elevator.

"Sister Qi Lu, he has been working all day, didn't he take a break?"

Qi Lu: "I met a guest on the way, so I've been working all the time."

"Is Mianmian here to deliver meals to Boss?"

Qiao Mian nodded obediently, holding the handbag, and smiled shyly: "He has a bad stomach, I learned it online, made some light side dishes, and made soup..."

"The work has been very hard, I hope he can be happier."

Qi Lu had a complicated expression, "Mian Mian has worked hard."

Qiao Mian shook her head, "It's nothing, I'm willing."

After getting off the elevator, Qiao Mian took out a cup from her handbag and handed it to Qi Lu, "Sister Qi Lu, I squeezed the juice, it's sour and sweet, it's delicious, I brought it for you."

Knowing that the young lady loves beauty, Qiao Mian shook the cup, "No sugar added, so I won't gain weight."

Qi Lu took the cup, "Thank you, Mianmian."

She was holding the cup, her expression slightly troubled, "Mianmian, President Bo doesn't seem to be in a good mood, go in later, don't be angry."

"Is it because you are too tired from work?"

Qiao Mian patted her chest, "Don't worry, I won't be angry with him."

At the door, Qiao Mian waved to Qi Lu, then pushed the door open by herself.

"Bo Liming~"

Qiao Mian trotted over, put the handbag on the table, "I'm coming~"

The other party didn't speak or look at him. The hand that signed the document stopped for a moment and said "um".

"Are you too tired from work?"

Qiao Mian saw that his face was not very good-looking, so she reached out her small hand to touch the other's hand, "Stop writing..."

"Bo Liming, eat with me~"

He patted the handbag with his small hand, happily: "I went to the supermarket early this morning, and the vegetables and meat I bought are fresh, they must be delicious!"

He reached out to open the handbag and took the things out like offering a treasure.

The lid of the insulated box was opened, and a smell of rice wafted out.

Qiao Mian's eyes sparkled: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm afraid that if the road is too long, the vegetables will wilt and it won't look good!"

As he spoke, he went to get another insulated box, "This is boiled yam porridge. I read on the Internet that stewed yam porridge is very effective for nourishing the stomach..."

He raised his head while talking, his voice suddenly dropped, "Bo Liming, why are you looking at me like this?"

The other party's eyes were too complicated, and he couldn't understand the complicated ones.

Bo Liming said, "Specially made for me?"

Qiao Mian nodded, and the light-colored hair that was obediently lying on her forehead also moved accordingly, her eyes were wet, obedient and innocent.

It was these eyes that deceived himself.

Bo Liming stared at the other person for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand to pull him over and pressed him on his leg, "But I don't want to eat these."

Qiao Mian sat on the opponent's lap uncomfortably, grabbed his clothes with her fingers, blushed slightly, "Well, then, what do you want to eat, I'll make it for you."

Bo Liming examined his expression, his face became more and more cold.

fake.

all fake.

This youthful look is all pretending to deceive herself.

Is it because of Lu Congyuan, so I put up with my nausea and make false claims with myself?

How can he not compare to that Lu Congyuan who can betray him with 1000 million?

A little liar without eyes, he won't be obedient if he doesn't educate him and suffer a little.

Bo Liming pinched his chin, forcing him to raise his slightly lowered head and look into his eyes.

It was so close that the man's breathing could be heard clearly.

Qiao Mian blushed, her voice was thin and soft, "Then what do you want to eat, can I make it for you?"

"It's okay not to eat, if you don't eat—"

The next second, he exclaimed, his whole body lightened, he had already been hugged by someone, and he walked towards the rest suite.

The person holding him opened his mouth, "Eat you."

It was only when she was thrown on the bed that Qiao Mian realized what the other party meant.

But Bo Liming is obviously not like this all his life...

He, he obviously loves him very much, even a kiss is only a matter of touching his lips lightly, why all of a sudden...

All of a sudden?

Looking at the astonished face of the other party, a complex and secret interest rose in Bo Liming's heart.

What would he do if he found out that he was not as polite and honest as he imagined?

will cry?will make trouble?Would you tear your face apart and beg yourself to let him go?

Tears rolled down his face, crying like pear blossoms with rain?

Then call yourself a beast and let yourself let him go?

But he couldn't do what he wanted.

Anyway, sooner or later he will be his own, so it doesn't matter if it's sooner or later.

Still best not to shed too many tears.

For such a fragile person, when he cries, he will definitely be more beautiful and attractive, making him unable to control himself.

Bo Liming twisted his neck impatiently and tore off his tie.

fair enough.

Possess him forcefully over and over again, brand her mark on him, and lock him by her side forever...

They can obviously walk together in love.

But this kid is too bad-behaved, so I have to let myself choose this way to be with him.

Bo Liming hooked his lips.

what a pity.

……

He unbuttoned the button with one hand, watched the person on the bed slowly come to his senses, supported the bed with his small hand, and slowly got up.

Bo Liming stopped his movements, waiting for the other party to slap him, or to scold him.

Seeing that the other party didn't cry or make a fuss, he got up and knelt in front of him, stretched out his little hand, took over his movements, and unbuttoned his buttons one by one.

Her face was still red, her voice was also soft, calm and timid, and she said delicately, "Don't push so hard, your neck is red."

Unbuttoning a row of buttons, the other party reached out and touched his neck with a small hand, the movement was very gentle, and the fingertips were soft, "Does it hurt..."

Bo Liming rolled his Adam's apple, and let the other party lean over his head and blow it.

"Hoo hoo is fine."

Bo Liming closed his eyes, covering his red pupils, and the hostility in his heart dissipated a little.

People who are in their thirties have not seen any battles?

I was stupefied because I was eaten to death by Qiao Mianmian.

His waist moved, a pair of small hands stretched out and put them on his waist, Bo Liming suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him.

The light-colored sun protection suit he was wearing had been taken off, neatly folded, and placed beside the bed.

He was too thin, with two small arms protruding from the wide T-shirt, so thin and small that they seemed to be broken with a little effort.

But now, those two little hands were resting on his waist, his watery eyes were wide open, and his red lips opened and closed, "Bo Liming, for a while, can you be lighter..."

In the previous life, the first time the two of them were not harmonious, at least in Qiao Mian's view, it was considered a torture.

When Bo Liming first brought him back, he was a child abandoned by the Qiao family, a slut who was in the whirlpool of public opinion and scolded by everyone.

Anxiety, depression, doubt, low self-esteem... haunt him all the time.

He couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, he just sat on the bed with his knees in his arms, motionless, from day to night.

Fearing that something might happen to him, Bo Liming put aside all his work, guarded him day and night, and locked him in the bedroom with him.

I coaxed him to eat, but he couldn't eat, and would vomit out after feeding it, so he had to be given nutrition injections.

But he is afraid of people, and when others come in, he will cry again, pull his hair, and hide in a corner.

So Bo Liming learned how to get an injection, and there was a row of needle holes on his wrist, which was shocking. The other party was afraid that he would be afraid, so he kept covering it with his wrist watch.

And coax him to sleep, even if he can't close his eyes and keep his eyes open from the light to the sunrise, Bo Liming is always by his side.

It was Bo Liming who walked with him during the most difficult time.

Later, my spirit improved a little, and I answered my grandfather's call.

Grandpa said that it will be better after a long time. He is getting old and can't bear the pain of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man.

After crying for a while, I slowly accepted my fate.

The relationship between him and Bo Liming has also eased a lot because of these days of company.

He started to read books, started to grow flowers, and later got back his mobile phone, and met Lu Congyuan again who was stirring up trouble.

He wanted to go out for the first time, Bo Liming's eyes were full of surprises, he hugged him tightly, and said "good boy" over and over again.

After going out to meet Lu Congyuan, he learned that everything that happened to him was written by Bo Liming.

He was devastated.

The person who dragged him out of the haze turned out to be the one who pushed him into the abyss.

How ironic.

He went back to the villa like a walking dead, and sat on the sofa waiting for Bo Liming to come back.

The other party really opened his arms towards him, he stood up slowly, approached the other party's arms, took out a fruit knife, and raised it high behind his back——