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

Seeing that Bo Liming didn't speak, Qiao Mian tiptoed flatteringly and kissed Bo Liming's chin, like a butterfly kissing the first drop of dew in the morning.

"Bo Liming, your friends are all outside. If we don't go out, others will misunderstand~"

He stretched out his arm obediently, "Bo Liming, the sun is so bright outside, it will tan Mianmian, Mianmian is afraid~"

"Hurry up and put on sunscreen for Mianmian~"

Bo Liming's angular face couldn't hold back anymore, not to mention that he wanted to apologize at first, but who knew that he made a mistake and let this little thing take the initiative to come over and behave.

He lowered his head and kissed the forehead of the person in his arms, his eyes were gentle and doting, "Okay, it's time to apply sunscreen to our sleeping baby."

When she came out of the room, Qiao Mian was wearing a white cotton T-shirt, a pair of tropical forest-style Hermès beach pants underneath, and a pair of lv brown sandals.

He was originally fair, and with the fact that he wore long trousers and long sleeve covers all year round, his skin was even more dazzlingly white.

It was rare for Bo Liming to change into a loose shirt, which was not the usual black and white, with a large area of ​​black, red and green on it, gaudy and eye-catching, the top two buttons were undone, and it looked casual.

People with bad temperament will inevitably look like an ignorant ruffian in this kind of clothes, but when they are worn by Bo Liming, they have a layer of elegance and dignity.

"Yo, our President Bo still wears this kind of clothes, it's so rare~" Jing Xia joked with a smile, "It's pretty pretty."

Bo Liming took out a bottle of passion fruit juice from the freezer and handed it to Qiao Mian, "Mianmian picked it for me, and I think it looks good too."

Jing Xia: "The invisible show of affection is the most deadly."

Yu Beibei burst out laughing, pinching the flesh on Qiao Mian's arm, "Mianmian, you are so white and soft!"

Upon hearing this, Bo Liming turned his head and smiled meaningfully at Qiao Mian.

Qiao Mian quickly turned her head away, not daring to let herself stay in his scorching gaze.

Half an hour ago, Bo Liming also said this when he took off his clothes and moved his palms over his body.

"Mianmian, you are so white and soft..."

He still remembers the lust in Bo Liming's eyes like an ink tide, as if trying to drown him.

It's as if he wants to eat him up bit by bit...

"Are you hot?" Yu Beibei didn't know what happened, and touched his flushed little face, "Why are you so red?"

Qiao Mian took Yu Beibei's hand, picked up two sets of barrel toys, and fled with Yu Beibei.

A familiar clear laughter came from behind, "Don't run too far, and don't play for too long, the sun will burn you."

Qiao Mian listened to the voice behind her, although she didn't turn her head, she quietly slowed down her pace.

He and Yu Beibei each carried a small bucket with a shovel and a fork in it, stepped on the sand and rushed towards the foam left by the sea slapping on the shore.

Pick up shells, catch small fish, dig the sand.

……

Watching the two of them stop and start playing, Bo Liming unscrewed a bottle of water and sat on the recliner next to Jingxia.

"Where is Gu Yaodong, why hasn't he come out yet?"

"You still have the face to ask him."

Jing Xia lay on the chair and closed his eyes to rest his mind. He said in a slow voice, "Bei Bei and I waited for you outside for half an hour."

"I really don't know what you guys are doing in there, it's so slow."

Bo Liming also lay down, "You will know when you fall in love."

"Why haven't I been in a relationship before?" Jing Xia retorted, "Brother, I've been in so many relationships, and I can write a book out of my love experience. It's not like you, the iron tree is blooming and sticky."

Bo Liming: "Oh?"

Jing Xia continued: "Actually, falling in love is quite boring. I've heard enough of just a few words repeated over and over again."

"The little girls gave bags and jewelry, and the little boys gave game consoles and shoes, and then they started to say "thank you husband."

Bo Liming: "Husband?"

"Yes, I became the husband of many people by accident," Jing Xia felt that he was not serious after finishing speaking, and added, "No, it's the ex-husband."

"We broke up a long time ago, we should say ex-husband."

Not knowing what came to mind, Bo Liming smiled.

Jing Xia continued: "Just say you love me when you give a gift, and say you love me when you go out to eat. If you are proficient, it's like how many times you have practiced. It's boring."

He howled, "Let's stay single, it's best to be single, please let me grow old alone!"

Bo Liming said lightly, "Don't tell me, go back and tell your father."

Jing Xia sat up with a "thump", "Don't mention my father, I will get nervous if you mention my father."

He looked outside, "Why hasn't that little bastard Gu Yaodong come here yet? I think Professor Xu is seriously ill. It's pitiful enough. Don't bother him anymore!"

Bo Liming pulled him to sit down, "Gu Yaodong's personality is like this, if he really doesn't care, he won't even look at it; but if he cares, he will pretend he doesn't care."

"The more you care about that person, the more awkward he will be."

Bo Liming's words stopped.

"To Xu Guannan, you'd better not say a few words."

"I also know that your character is like this. You have a warm heart, you have a sense of justice in your heart, and you want to help anyone who is in trouble."

Bo Liming patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep tone, "But Gu Yaodong and we are brothers who grew up since we were young, and we are just acquaintances with Xu Guannan. We should distinguish which is more important."

"Besides, Xu Guannan is Gu Yaodong's boyfriend. You just watched him say "little lover" too much, but you didn't see how tightly he hugged Xu Guannan's waist, and he didn't even let go of his eyes for a moment."

Jing Xia thought for a while, "Yes! If you like him and treat Professor Xu like this, you should give him something to suffer!"

……

While talking, Gu Yaodong walked over from the room.

He is about the same height as Bo Liming, and now wearing Bo Liming's clothes fits him well.

He put on a black Gucci T-shirt and wore a metal necklace decorated with Prada's logo around his neck. The hair on his forehead was pulled up casually, and he looked arrogant. He didn't look like a good person in the traditional sense.

When he got under the parasol, he reached out and took out a bottle of water, unscrewed the cap, looked up, and drank it down.

Seeing him drink up the whole bottle of water in one breath, Jing Xia said, "Can you pay attention to your image, drinking water is the same as pouring water."

Gu Yaodong bent his elbow and raised his hand to throw the bottle into the trash can, "You just pay attention to the image? Pay attention to the image and you run naked?"

"Streaking! Who is streaking!" Jing Xia sat up and patted her beach pants, "I'm not wearing pants!"

Facing the furious Jingxia, Gu Yaodong smiled, found a recliner and lay down, "I'm in a good mood, I'm too lazy to argue with you."

Jing Xia: "It's amazing. When I first arrived, my face smelled like I was about to kill someone, but now I'm happy again."

Gu Yaodong glanced at him pointedly, "If you feel comfortable, you will naturally be happy."

"It's not like some people who have looks on their dry faces. I'm afraid the fire all over their bodies hasn't disappeared."

The two of them were arguing fiercely, and suddenly found that Bo Liming sat up silently, gave them a cold look, picked up two iced coconuts and went out.

Jing Xia: "What is he doing?"

Gu Yaodong stretched his head lazily, "The speaker has no intention, but the listener does."

Jingxia seemed to be frightened, "You mean, that kind of thing hasn't happened between him and Mianmian!"

Gu Yaodong: "I didn't say that, you guessed it yourself."

Jing Xia let out a "tsk", "I can bear this, our Brother Bo is a real man!"

Jingxia lay down, and he turned his face to look at Gu Yaodong, "You should also learn from others and treat your boyfriend better."

"Look at the appearance of that plague god of yourself, with a dark face, ruthless and twisted, how can people like this."

"Who wants him to like it?" Gu Yaodong touched the sunglasses and put them on, blocking Jingxia's view.

Seeing that it didn't make sense, Jing Xia stopped talking.

After a while, I heard Gu Yaodong beside him talking to himself, "He is different from that little boy."

Of course, Jing Xia knew who he was.

"If he can smile at me, stay by my side obediently, and give me a good face, why should I treat him like this?"

"I, like Bo Liming, can pamper people to heaven!"

"But do you know how he treats me?" Gu Yaodong lowered his tone, "He looks at me like an enemy, wishing he could kill me."

"It's the first time someone treats me like this and despises me like this."

"But when I saw him, it was like a dog seeing a meat bun, and couldn't help liking it."

Jing Xia sighed, and patted the other person on the shoulder, "Then be nicer to him."

After the words fell, Gu Yaodong stood up abruptly, "I'll go back and see him."

After finishing speaking, he left without looking back.

Jingxia looked at the back of Gu Yaodong leaving, and then turned his head to look at the beach. Bo Liming, who had already inserted a straw and held a coconut for Qiao Mian to drink, lay down on his own.

"Tsk, falling in love is really troublesome."

On the beach, Yu Beibei was flattered and took the coconut that Bo Liming brought over by the way, and drank it while holding it by herself.

Qiao Mian touched the sand with both hands, and there were still some fine sea sand sticking to the back of Bai Shengsheng's hands at this moment, he raised his arms to wipe the sweat from his forehead, but Bo Liming stopped him.

"do not move."

Bo Liming wiped the sweat off his forehead for him, and said distressedly: "Why are you sweating so much?"

Qiao Mian stretched out a small arm like a tender lotus root and pointed at her yellow plastic bucket: "Look at the shells I picked up!"

Waving his arm, he pointed to the other side, "And the castle I built!"

With a smile on his lips, Bo Liming inserted the straw into the opened coconut and handed it to his mouth, "Well, our baby Mianmian is the best."

After sweating so much, Qiao Mian was also thirsty, she stretched out her head and bit the straw, and drank a little of it in one go.

"Bo Liming, why did you come to accompany me?"

Bo Liming put down the coconut, took his hand to the side, and gently washed his hands on the running faucet. The fine grains of sand fell on the ground with the water, and those small hands returned to their clean and soft appearance.

Qiao Mian looked at the man who was washing his hands patiently, feeling sweet in his heart. He was about to speak when another voice interrupted him.

"Mr. Bo! It's not good! Something happened!"