After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

Bo Xiangcheng's tone softened a little, "We won't add fans in the future, especially male fans, okay?"

An Qian lowered her eyes.

This [milk cat] had added her on WeChat for a long time. At that time, she and Bo Xiangcheng hadn't decided not to divorce. The other party had always occupied the first place in her gift, and she was always grateful.

Now this person has been blocked without her consent, and she still feels that there is nothing wrong with her. She feels that if [milk cat] really said that in the chat record even once, she has no objection.

Fu Qing said clearly that he likes him!

Waiting for him, thinking about him.

If he had a female partner on WeChat, she would not care so much. She is not a woman who can't tolerate people. There are only men and women in the world. , You can do it yourself.

That's what she thought of him, and that's what she demanded of herself.

Responding to [milk cat] information is like facing an important customer, nothing more.

This kind of sudden blacklisting, if [milk cat] fans turn black, and post a video "as Yuanbao's list one is blocked for no reason, very surprised and very angry", it will be a negative impact for her. Their business, to put it bluntly, relies on reputation After eating, she managed to make it to today. She is a little famous in the circle. She cherishes her feathers so much, because she doesn't even dare to show her face because of the public face.

The more An Qian thought about it, the more wronged she became.

The more you think, the more angry you are.

"Give me your phone."

Bo Xiangcheng pursed his lips and handed it to her, "What are you doing?"

"Add it back, apologize, and make it clear that if you want to block me, the other party blocks me."

Feeling the tension in the atmosphere, Bo Xiangcheng felt a little helpless, and pursed his lips, "I will be your number one in the future."

"Can that be the same?"

An Qian's face was cold, and she lowered her head to operate the phone.

Looking at her cold face, Bo Xiangcheng felt that things were a little tricky. An Qian got angry with him, and he reflected on the problem just now. Did he really do something wrong?

His first love.

He was so possessive of her that he exploded, and he didn't want her to have too much communication with any opposite sex.

As for fans turning black, he didn't think too much about it.

In fact, he selfishly hoped that An Qian would not do this job, so why would she work so hard while she was pregnant?I don't have much money.

But he dared not say it.

Intuition said that An Qian was going to explode.

He just hoped that she would eat, drink, play cards and mahjong with other wives, which would be good for her physical and mental health.

Once some wives are pregnant, they are followed by servants in groups to serve them all the time. This is a common thing in the circle. Pregnancy is so precious.

She is Mrs. Bo, but she doesn't seem to have this self-awareness, nor is she used to it. He also depends on her, but after seven months, he can't rely on her to continue busying around.

The little guy will find out later, and blame him for treating his mother badly, that's really...

He felt that An Qian, who was pregnant and still working, was very hard, because he grew up in such an environment.

An Qian is different. She has people who are pregnant and go on vacation immediately, and some who don't take vacation until five or six months old. It's normal to do something within their ability.

An Qian added [milk cat].The other party should not be there and did not agree.

She went to click into [milk cat]'s private message again to clarify the matter.

She understood.

This man is a three-ton vinegar jar.

She drank the last saliva, turned off the TV with the remote control, and said in a stiff tone, "I'm going to sleep."

After finishing speaking, she was ready to go past him to the room.

But the man grabbed her hand, took her into his arms, and sat on the sofa. Bo Xiangcheng held her hand, put his arms around her waist, pursed his lips, and said in a low voice: "I have something to stay overnight, so make it clear. What are you angry about?"

An Qian was silent.

Bo Xiangcheng: "Are you afraid that Bangyi won't give you a gift when you get angry? Or am I unreasonable and possessive?"

He paused, and said seriously: "I don't think it's necessary for the former one. You are Mrs. Bo, and you don't need this little money. The latter, I am such a person, I care about it, and I will tolerate you for the rest. For this, you Forgive me too, okay?"

An Qian also knew that he was kind to her and indulged her in many things. If he really cared so much, she wouldn't add the number one WeChat account in the future.

She lowered her head and looked down, not looking at him.

After a while, he said slowly, "I think you don't respect me."

Bo Xiangcheng was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect this reason.

"Even if it's a husband and wife, everything can be decided by the other party. It can be discussed. Even if you are jealous, you can't do this."

Bo Xiangcheng was stunned, and said in a low voice, "Just treat it as if you overturned the jar of jealousy and washed away your fans."

?

What is this?

An Qian glanced at him speechlessly.

"But I have to clarify, I'm not disrespecting you." Bo Xiangcheng stretched out his hand to hold her face, and gently stroked the delicate skin with his fingers, with easily detectable pampering in his voice, "Who dares to disrespect An Qian?" What? She is my big baby, and there is a little baby hidden in her belly, you can order me to do anything."

He smiled helplessly, "How dare I treat you as a servant? I am willing to be your only servant now."

You can say anything about him, but you can't say that he doesn't love her or respect her.

How can I let her know that her words are the imperial decree now.

"It's not that I don't trust you, I just don't trust others, understand?"

An Qian nodded slightly.

It's okay if he explained clearly, she doesn't need to think about it, she is a sensitive person, she likes to think too much.

"Then you are not allowed to do this kind of thing without my consent in the future. I will not talk to fans anymore."

Bo Xiangcheng raised his lips, leaned over and kissed her lips, "My dear Ah Qian."

First love.

Married for the first time.

Talking too much about big and small issues, sometimes a word is the point of quarrel, husband and wife get along day and night, they always have to get in touch, in the end, when she looked over with her eyes, he understood what it meant.

The relationship that is closer than anyone else is achieved step by step.

What I am most afraid of is: If you don’t tell me, I won’t ask.

The luckiest thing is: you asked, I said.

We made up again.

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[Good night, thank you for the gift.I hope my readers are also happy. ]