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

Bo Liming got up and went to the locker room to change clothes and came out. He frowned when there was a rustling sound at the door, thinking that Qiao Mian was going to sneak away again.

He was turning his head to chase after him, but a small head poked out from the door.

Bo Liming raised his eyebrows, showing a surprised expression.

His Mianmian bit her lips, and walked in slowly wearing slippers that didn't fit her feet.

The pink and white toes fell into the black slippers, and the white ones were about to shine.

The pure white skirt outlined soft and seductive curves, and walked over with his movements.

Bo Liming raised his eyebrows, not understanding what the other party wanted to do.

Qiao Mian walked up to him with small steps, raised her head and gave him a sweet smile, then raised her hand, and tied buttons for him one by one.

The buttons of the shirt were a bit small, and his fingers were also small, and he nimbly moved and picked them.After a while, it went from the first department to the last one.

This scene, this appearance, is like his newly married little wife reluctantly seeing off his husband who is about to go out to work.

The thought circling in his mind made Bo Liming's complexion a little better. He didn't understand why Qiao Mian wanted to flatter him all of a sudden, but the other party's action was indeed effective. It successfully softened his heart and dissipated all the hostility around him. some.

He was wearing a black shirt, and Qiao Mian went to the side to choose a matching tie, and tied it carefully.

"Which watch do you want to wear? Can I choose for you?" Qiao Mian raised her head to look at him and asked softly.

Bo Liming stared at him and nodded slightly.

The silver watch chain is placed on the wrist with delicate bones, which makes the hands more perfect.

As if afraid that it would be cold at night, Qiao Mian went to choose a thinner suit jacket and handed it over.

Bo Liming's eyes fell on Qiao Mian all the time, following him closely, watching him busy around.

At the end of the day, nothing seemed to be left behind.

Qiao Mian came back to Bo Liming again, wrapped her arms around his waist, and said each word very seriously: "Mianmian will wait for you here."

"Mianmian won't go anywhere, no matter how long it takes, she will wait for you here."

He rested his arms on Bo Liming's shoulders, entangled his fingers behind his neck, raised his toes, and kissed Bo Liming's lips lightly, like a superficial touch.

Solemn and affectionate.

Bo Liming's restless heart, which was entangled with many resentments and resentments, suddenly calmed down when he was gently kissed by the other party.

The hostility around him completely dissipated.

It turned out that he already knew that Qiao Mian didn't need to do anything when he stood there, and he would love him.

At this moment, he suddenly understood that his gloom, his sullenness, and his monstrous rage can all be silenced with just a kiss from the other party.

He loves Qiao Mian.

Qiao Mian is his Gu, his poison, and his good medicine for the world.

Qiao Mian couldn't escape from his grasp; he was the same, trapped tightly by Qiao Mian.

Bo Liming sighed and hugged him into his arms.

The two hugged each other quietly for a while, no one spoke, only the two beating hearts were very close to each other, and they seemed to be ringing together, even the frequency was surprisingly consistent.

When they parted again, Bo Liming's tone was not as blunt as before, but much gentler.

"I'm at home, aren't you afraid?"

Qiao Mian shook her head, blinking her big eyes.

Bo Liming bowed his head and kissed the forehead of the man in his arms, "Wait for me to come back."

Bo Zhai is located in the center of City A, it is a Chinese-style villa.

"You still know how to come back?"

Entering the hall, an old man wearing a black linen sweater and wearing prayer beads on his wrist looked over

Bo Liming put his suit jacket on the mahogany chair, "Aren't you sick?"

"I'm not sick, how can I call you back?"

The old man took a sip with a Ming-made teacup, "You are capable, your wings are stiff, and you don't listen to Dad. Now you have to find a reason to see you."

Bo Liming gave him a slanted look, "Why do you have to pretend to be a loving father and a filial son?"

"We have lived together for so many years, you and I know what you look like."

"If you have something to say, it's better to say it directly."

Father Bo placed the teacup heavily on the mahogany table, "Just talk to Dad like this!"

Bo Liming, who was sitting not far away, raised his eyelids and didn't even look this way.

For a tiger that has lost its sharp claws, no matter how loud and frightening its roar, it will not help.

He has long since lost the capital to tear his prey into pieces.

Bo's father exhaled a long breath, and got straight to the point, "I heard that you raised a little boy outside."

Bo Liming frowned, "You also care about this?"

Father Bo picked up the cup again, "Why don't you bring it back and show it to me and your mom, mom and dad are very worried about you."

Bo Liming seemed to have heard something ridiculous.

From childhood to adulthood, Bo Kaiyue educated him on wolf nature, and what he learned along with him were ferocity, plunder, toughness, greed and killing.

And protracted camouflage.

He is not like a father, no father can go 20 years without a smile on his face, and no father will stand under a wall and let his young son jump off, and then retract his arms when the other party does jump ; and no father would throw a child who has never learned to swim into a swimming pool, and let him learn to swim while choking on water and approaching death...

His cruelty and heartlessness are beyond imagination.

Call if you make a mistake.

Verbal violence, cynicism, confinement in the basement.

He is not like Bo Kaiyue's son, but more like a tool trained by him to take over the company.

In this family, from childhood to adulthood, he didn't feel the slightest bit of love.

With this kind of education, he was lucky not to develop an anti-social personality.

Is it possible that he has to be asked to grow up under such an experience, and to be like those idiots in the old society, lying on the ice begging carps, entertaining relatives with colorful clothes, and sharing family relationships?

Also say something to worry about yourself, a joke.

Bo Liming's face became more and more indifferent. Seeing that Bo Kaiyue had nothing to say, he got up from the smooth mahogany chair, turned around and was about to leave.

"stop!"

Bo Kaiyue stopped him.

"I'm your father anyway. When you get home and see that I'm still alive, are you going to turn around and leave?"

Bo Liming stared at him coldly, as if looking at a stranger, "Otherwise?"

"How could there be a cold-blooded animal like you!" Bo Kaiyue frowned.

Bo Liming was not angry, and his tone was calm, "I'm a cold-blooded animal? That's not thanks to my father's good teaching and my mother's help."

"The two of you have taught me perfectly, and you have successfully raised me, an indifferent, cold-blooded animal."

"Why," Bo Liming curled his lips and emphasized his tone, "Father, are you not happy about being so successful?"

Bo Kaiyue was green and white, he seemed to be having difficulty breathing, he patted his heart heavily with his palm, pointed at Bo Liming, but couldn't say a word.

No one knows better than him what Bo Liming has been through these years.

People outside praised him not only for his successful career, but also for educating his son so successfully.

Only he himself knows that his son has long been divorced from him. There is no warmth in their family, just like strangers united together.

Just like this time, Bo Liming had a little lover by his side. As a father, he didn't know it at all, and he knew it from others.

As a father, he felt that he had to be responsible to his son.

He wants to fall in love, and wants to keep a small pet by his side, so it doesn't matter if he is a man or a woman.

But his people in the company said that for his little lover, Mr. Bo worked so hard, robbed resources, and suppressed others. He even got off work a lot earlier.

He said that he was afraid that if this situation continued, Mr. Bo would be too young to be fascinated by this little lover, so he would not be able to concentrate on his work.

After all, the Bo family has too many properties. Before he abdicated in the early years, he was already a little bit powerless.Not to mention these years, after Bo Liming took over, he began to develop more listed companies, which required more effort and dedication to work.

If it was true as others said, his soul was taken away by that little lover, he might not be able to work well.

That little boy is the sinner of the Bo family.

So this time Bo Liming was called back for this matter.

Bo Kaiyue was so angry that his nose flapped non-stop, he patted his heart and forced himself to calm down, not to be irritated by Bo Liming.

"Mingming is back."

Footsteps came from the door, the sound was very soft, like a kitten walking on the stone on tiptoe, Bo Liming turned around, "Mom."

A beautiful woman who appeared to be in her early forties came in, her well-maintained face showed no traces of age, she was wearing a brown skirt and a shawl, her steps were very light, as if she was scared When he arrived, he passed Bo Liming and walked all the way to Bo Kaiyue.

Bo Kaiyue took a sip from the teacup, "If you're not resting in the room, what are you doing?"

Bo Mu looked a little afraid of him, and said softly, "Mingming is here, I want to see him."

Bo Kaiyue snorted coldly, agreeing.

Only then did Bo's mother turn around, and turned to Bo Liming again, "Mingming, I haven't been home for so long, Mom misses you."

It's obviously a state of mother and son chatting, but the son's face is cold, and the mother's three steps away, it's so strange.

Mother Bo: "I heard that you are dating a little boy—"

Bo Kaiyue coughed twice and interrupted him, "What's a relationship! Only when you're in a relationship is it called a relationship!"

Bo's mother hurriedly changed her words, "Mingming, I heard that you are raising a little boy... How can this man be with a man, don't mess around..."

There was worry on her brows, "If you mess around, Dad will be unhappy again... You have to listen to Dad..."

Bo Liming rolled his eyelids.

His mother is really naive and ridiculous. It doesn't count if she is her husband's puppet all her life, but she wants her son to be his puppet too.

"If I don't listen."

Bo Liming's tone was indifferent, but his expression was cold, "What if I have to do something wrong?"