After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

Lu Qi didn't care about Bo Xiangcheng's cold face. Instead, he took a sip of wine and said, "Why are you and your sister-in-law together? Forgot? You want to be happy with each other. Many people want to, but Most of the people who end up getting married are not in love."

The corners of Lu Qi's lips twitched, "Oh, by the way, your parents are loving, do you think you and An Qian can be like your parents? You have lived for 30 years, how many couples like your parents have you seen? A loving couple?"

It is a luxury for ordinary people to talk about love, and it is even more difficult for rich people to have love. As the rich person, you are never sure whether your partner loves you or your money.

Speaks better than sings.

Heart is under the kyte.

More is just what each needs.

Of course there is true love, it is a rare species, even rarer than national treasures.

Lu Qi's parents were married in a business relationship, each playing their own way.

He has also seen people who are set up in front of outsiders as loving wives and loving children, with a harmonious and beautiful family, and they all praise him, but in the end he finds out that this person has kept many mistresses.

Sometimes, whether you are loyal to your partner or not depends on whether you find out.

Some people close their eyes and pretend not to see it in order to continue their lives.

He will never believe that he can meet the true love of his life.

"What's more, I remember that you misunderstood your sister-in-law at the beginning. You treated her badly, right? Maybe you don't care now, but it's normal not to love you."

Bo Xiangcheng unconsciously clenched his wine glass tightly.

He admitted that his attitude towards An Qian was really bad at the beginning, and she cried a few times...

He actually made her cry.

I regretted it countless times, why didn't I check it out more, and just insisted that it was her drug.

His mind began to recall how he himself treated her when their relationship was at its worst.

Don't let her live in the wedding room in Yuanyang Community.

Get angry with her at every turn.

No patience with her.

An Qian went to his room to clean it, which became his point of anger.

When sitting next to her on the sofa and playing video, they kept away without any concealment.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt like an idiot at that time.

Later he apologized.

An Qian didn't chase after that matter either.

But if all these reasons add up, it can also constitute the idea of ​​not liking him anymore, right?

He was drooping his eyes in silence.

The phone rang suddenly.

Bo Xiangcheng looked at the screen with little interest, and then his long eyes were slightly dazed.

Notes jumping on the screen: [wife]

Bo Xiangchengxin missed a beat, reached out and grabbed the phone, his movements were a little rough, and his slender hands pressed directly to the hanger.

He hung up.

Bo Xiangcheng cursed lowly, and hurriedly called.

Seconds over there.

Bo Xiangcheng immediately opened his mouth to explain, his tone a little anxious, "An Qian, I didn't hang up on purpose, I pressed the wrong button."

An Qian's gentle voice came from the phone with a hint of a smile.

"You also do this kind of thing? I do this often, it's okay."

Bo Xiangcheng clenched the phone tightly and hummed.

"What are you doing? Are you still working?"

"No, have two drinks with Lu Qi at the bar."

"Oh, then don't drink too much, when are you going to go back to rest?"

Bo Xiangcheng stood up immediately, "I haven't had a few drinks, I'm going back to the hotel now."

With that said, he turned around and walked towards the door.

It was as if he had forgotten Lu Qi's existence.

Lu Qi:? ? ?

Lu Qi turned his head and saw that Bao Xiangcheng had strode out of the bar door, took a sip of his drink, and clicked his tongue a few times, "It's hopeless."

After drinking the last sip of wine, he paid the bill.

Thinking in a good mood, it's time to change clothes and see the cutie.

For a moment, he also wanted to ask him what he was doing now. It was all boring, he was no longer a person, bullying honest people, but it seemed really happy and interesting. Once he revealed his identity, the little cutie would stay away from him forever.

Right now he…

It seems reluctant.

Bo Xiangcheng walked out of the bar, got into the car, and said to the phone: "I'm in the car now."

"Oh, is it cold over there?"

Bo Xiangcheng was about to say that Jiangcheng was not as cold, but he stopped when he got to the point of speaking, and said, "It's very cold, much colder than Jiangcheng."

"Ah, then you should wear thicker clothes. Don't talk about demeanor or temperature. Remember to wear the sweater I knitted for you."

An Qian's caring words reached her ears gently on the phone, and Bo Xiangcheng was held and held tightly by her.

"Okay, listen to you."

He paused, and couldn't help asking, "Why are you calling me now? Are you busy today?"

"I filmed an advertisement today and broadcast it live for two hours."

Bo Xiangcheng: "You're tired, you've worked hard."

The couple chatted to the hotel like this, and Bo Xiangcheng found out that An Qian had been contacting him for the next two days.

This made him feel a little better.

He also brought back some unique local woodcarvings in Lianhua City, which were very innovative. The necklaces, bracelets and earrings were all made of wood.

When it came time to go home.

He was visibly anxious.

He hasn't seen his wife for three days, and he can't think of anything.

An Qian didn't say she wanted it, but who knew in her heart?

She was already standing at the door waiting for someone.

When the black car slowly drove into the old house, An Qian's eyes lit up a little.

Bo Xiangcheng got out of the car, looked up and saw An Qian at the door, standing there clean and beautiful.

Immediately, the fatigue on my body disappeared.

"I am back."

"Welcome home."

As soon as An Qian finished speaking, she was hugged.

He hugged her, was silent for two seconds, and then said seriously, "I've wronged you before, I'm sorry."

An Qian was stunned for a moment, and before she could speak, Bo Xiangcheng let go, "Let's go, it's cold outside."

An Qian's eyes were full of doubts, she didn't know why he suddenly apologized for the past, but she was naturally happy when he came back, so she went into the kitchen and made a few dishes together with the chef dishes.

Bo Xiangcheng ate, but his mouth felt a little uncomfortable. The better she treated him, the more he thought about what he did to her before, and the more complicated the look he looked at her.

The outside was completely stained with thick ink. The couple returned to the room and closed the door. Only then did An Qian express her doubts, "You...what's the matter? Why did you suddenly apologize?"

Bo Xiangcheng hugged her.

"I just think that I was sick before, and I made you cry because I was wronged, and I'm going to kill you."

An Qian felt that Bo Xiangcheng at this time was like a sluggish big wolf dog. She didn't expect that after more than half a year, he would bring up this matter, she was silent for a while, and then rubbed his hairy head comfortingly, "It's okay, it's all over, and you misunderstood at that time."

Bo Xiangcheng let her go, looked down at her expression seriously, "To be honest, does Ah Qian still blame me?"

An Qian seriously shook her head.

"No."

She smiled slightly, as if a little helpless, "It was really hard at that time, all the bad things happened together, at that time, I really wanted to stay away from you, and I would never see you for the rest of my life, but I know, you too victim."

Bo Xiangcheng listened, his heart ached beyond measure.

My heart ached so badly that my chest was congested.

He couldn't help but think of the ninth note.

[-]. We should open our hearts to each other so that we can get closer.

Then, he took a deep breath, glanced at An Qian with his deep eyes, and said in a low voice: "My next words are not to defend what I did to you, I just want Ah Qian to know everything about me, if you have Listen patiently."

An Qian nodded hurriedly, "Of course, I am patient with whatever you say, as long as you want to say, I want to be your listener forever."

Bo Xiangcheng rolled his eyes, "Thank you, Ah Qian."

An Qian smiled slightly, "Thank you Xiang Cheng for being willing to tell me."

Bo Xiangcheng hooked his lips, and his eyes slowly faded, "Sometimes, I don't want to mention my affairs, I think it's a hypocritical and boring behavior, but Aqian is my wife, she is my wife in this world. The closest person."

An Qian listened to him silently, without making a sound.

Bo Xiangcheng pulled his lips, but the curvature of the corner of his mouth was not a smile, but indifference.

"I seem to have a lot. Many people envy me, compliment me, and only say nice things to me. I am the only one in the family. No one will fight with me for inheritance. My parents are still alive and loving. I have seen more than once media write How happy I am, how reincarnated I am."

"However, what you are born with will not make you feel happy."

"My happiness is low."

"My parents don't hate me, and they don't like me. So, their happiness doesn't belong to me either."

"What I didn't have at birth, I want to have twice as much." Bo Xiangcheng's mouth curled up with a sarcasm, "But at the last moment of my heart's death, I couldn't have it either."

"So at the age of seven, I didn't want them."

"I don't want them."

"Because she came to take care of me."

An Qian's eyelashes fluttered, and she understood what he said, and there was a hint of distress in her eyes.

Bo Xiangcheng's expression was calm, as if he was talking about other people's affairs, "I know her height, age, preferences, and temper."

"I remember that when I was nine years old, I had a fight with someone and my clothes were torn. She took the things that should have been thrown away, but she took them and sewed them for me. She said that the clothes are so expensive, and I can still wear them."

"When grandma hit me, she would intercede for me, and once blocked me, her face was swollen for two days."

"I came back late on a rainy day. She was looking for me everywhere in a raincoat. She fell and broke her leg."

"I will be childish in front of my parents, how good it is to let her. I can not listen to anyone, but I just want to listen to her. I don't want to disappoint her, and I don't want her to hate me."

"I only called her at the parent meeting."

"I'll buy her clothes with my pocket money."