After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

Hearing what he said, An Qian also pursed her lips and smiled, she understood what he meant.

She also cherishes this fate, this marriage.

Now that the divorce rate is getting higher and higher, and fewer and fewer people are able to grow old, An Qian considers herself to be a fairly easy-going person, she won't seek trouble for nothing, and won't flirt with each other.

When two people live together, there are indeed many different habits. Compromise with each other, change together, be tolerant, be generous, and self-esteem can't be eaten.

If you make a mistake, admit it, and if you have a reward, you need it.

Don't be stubborn when you make a mistake. The other party has done something hard, so don't be stingy with your praise.

She also hopes to be with Bo Xiangcheng forever.

In the afternoon, she took a video. The arc of stir-frying was too big, and the camera was moved around, but it was a bit hot.

The chef in the kitchen also came to ask her about the secret ribs. An Qian was so happy that she didn't refuse.

While laying out the dishes, she went out from the small kitchen door and picked a few unknown flowers in the back garden. When a gust of wind blew, she felt a little cold when she was still a little hot, so she wrapped her clothes and hurried back to the house.

Had lunch.

She was editing the video and Bo Xiangcheng was working. It had been a while since they got along like this.

It's just that there was a gust of wind just now, and she felt her throat was itchy, and she always wanted to sneeze and cough.

Finally couldn't help it, coughed for the first time.

Bo Xiangcheng's sharp eyes looked over in an instant.

An Qian said casually, "It's okay."

She knew that her physique would get worse after pregnancy, but it wouldn't cause her to catch a cold after blowing two gusts of wind. However, within 2 minutes, she coughed for the second time.

Then came the third sound.

Bo Xiangcheng frowned, stopped what he was doing, and decisively rang the bell on the wall, and the voice on the other side appeared soon, "Master, what are your orders?"

"Now ask the kitchen to boil a bowl of brown sugar and ginger water, and prepare cold towels. And make a fruit platter suitable for the young grandma, and serve it immediately."

hang up.

An Qian blinked, dumbfounded.

She just coughed twice, isn't that too exaggerated?

However, this is also a kind of attention, and it doesn't feel bad.

downstairs.

After receiving the news from the Eldest Young Master, the servants in the kitchen also started to get busy. The delicate Eldest Young Mistress has a cold and is not suitable for taking medicine, but if it is serious, it will not be good for the baby.

The eldest young mistress is now the heart of the old mansion.

A few days ago, someone was fired by the young mistress, which can be said to be an example to others. Some people think that the young mistress is a gentle little white rabbit, and she never treats them condescendingly. She looks at people with her nose, and then thinks that she is your daughter of the housekeeper. Isn't it the same as them?

So my heart is more or less dissatisfied.

Until there was a servant who had worked in the Bo family for eight years, who was once a favorite of the old lady, but was caught on the spot for saying something bad about the young lady. After she was fired, the old lady was half angry when she learned about it. None, and instead asked the butler to reconvene the meeting. If anyone showed any disrespect to the young mistress, he would pack up his things and leave immediately.

The love of a rich man is really expensive to a servant.

Now no one dares to have other thoughts, just hurry up and work.

At this time, five luxury cars drove in outside the gate of Bo's house.

The kitchen is getting busier.

The eldest daughter of the old lady came back to play with her son and grandson.Since Mr. Bo passed away ten years ago, every new year, the aunt of the Bo family would come back to play for half a month to accompany the old lady.

She is married to the governor of a certain province, and her family is engaged in business and politics. As the boss of the Bo family, she is now 56 years old.

But the maintenance is good, she looks about 40 years old, her hair is not gray, but she is very thin, and her face is always serious, which makes people feel that she is a bit difficult to get along with.

For example, his four-year-old grandson, Guan Bao, doesn't like her, but he's not afraid of her either.

As soon as he arrived at Bo's house, he started shouting for his aunt.

upstairs.

An Qian still hasn't finished editing half of the video, and is sneezing a little, concentrating on editing the video.

Bo Xiangcheng pursed his lips, stared at her with black eyes, and said in a low voice, "Is it time for you to rest?"

"It's okay, it's almost over, it's just coughing a few times, don't think too much about it." After finishing speaking, he said "Ha Qiu", "It's so annoying, there were only two gusts of wind just now."

"Why is the wind blowing?"

An Qian said a few words casually, "Just put it on the plate, we need some decorations."

When Bo Xiangcheng heard this, the corners of his lips pressed down slightly, "Why aren't you called a servant?"

Because she received too many bad attitudes when she was a child, An Qian is very sensitive to other people's emotions. She instantly heard the displeasure in Bo Xiangcheng's tone, stopped what she was doing, and turned her eyes to look at him. , that man had a stern face, and he didn't have a good face.

An Qian smiled reassuringly, and explained, "Go out of the small kitchen, and you can get there just around the corner. I don't think it's necessary."

Bo Xiangcheng was unmoved, "What's the point? I spend money, and they contribute. You have to use what you need."

An Qian understood that he cared about herself.

Nodding with a good temper, "Okay, okay, I will call them in the future, and I won't blow the wind."

As soon as she finished speaking, she coughed again.

At the same time, the servant knocked on the door and brought a fruit platter, all of which were fruits that boost immunity.

Dragon fruit or apples, grapefruits, oranges, strawberries, cherry tomatoes, kiwis are beautifully arranged on delicate plates.

The maid said softly: "Eldest young mistress, do you need me to feed you?"

"No, thank you, you can go out."

"Yes."

An Qian ate a cherry tomato and continued to edit the video.

But after two times, he coughed again.

Bo Xiangcheng took a deep breath, "An Qian, what are you working so hard for?"

He couldn't see his pregnant wife, coughing and working, and his heart ached, and his heart ached, and his temper became a little bit up.

There is a kind of person who always expresses his concern with anger, the most unflattering kind.

But in fact, he was too worried.

An Qian just coughed a few times. This little cold is not worth mentioning. She used to not take medicine for colds, and she would be fine in a few days. She didn't want to rely on medicine. When she was a child, she didn't want to spend more money from her grandma.

It's a habit.

But Bo Xiangcheng couldn't see it.

He tried to discuss, "After seven months, rest. After the baby is born, take a video slowly. Okay?"

An Qian was a little silent.

Finally she said: "I will shoot if I can, if not I will not force myself, you don't have to worry too much about me."

A trace of helplessness flashed across Bo Xiangcheng's eyes, "You're like a squirrel hoarding food for the winter."

"An Qian, it's not a cold winter at home."

"Home is where you enjoy the cool in summer and keep warm in winter. Understand?"

(Good night, I'm staying with my mother in the hospital, and it's hard to watch every day. I'm sorry, I'll try to make up for it after I leave the hospital.)