After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

Under the bright light, the hand was still held by the old lady's warm hand, and everyone's congratulations were heard, but An Qian felt that at that moment, her heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, and there was a sharp pain.

Anyone's blessing is empty if her groom is unhappy.

In the end, the old lady said that she would choose the day carefully and did not set a time on the spot.

When they went back, An Qian was sitting in the passenger seat, while Bo Xiangcheng was driving seriously.

She couldn't forget seeing the man's expression at that time, after thinking about it, she still asked.

"Xiang Cheng, don't you...don't want to have a wedding?"

Bo Xiangcheng said without hesitation, "I don't want to."

An Qian was slightly startled, and then heard the man say: "Don't you think so? It's troublesome enough to stand there stupidly all day."

It was the first time An Qian heard that people said they didn't want to hold a wedding because they thought it was troublesome.

She pursed her lips and tentatively said, "But everyone came here like this..."

Bo Xiangcheng didn't understand, "Why do we have to be like others? We were different from others in the beginning, and now we are living normally."

He felt that if he just wanted the outside world to know that he was married, wouldn't it be more convenient to send a statement directly?When he was a child, he was the flower girl for many relatives' weddings, which made him really not have a good impression of the fact of holding a wedding.

The most outrageous thing is that his uncle got married, and his family specially sent him to England as a flower girl.

But when An Qian heard this, she thought too much.

What is "our beginning is different", is it because the two are not in normal love and marriage, so they are too lazy to hold the wedding?

How many women do not dream of a wedding dress?

She is no exception, not to mention the groom is the man she likes.

She looked at the man who seemed to be always rational, the man who would never fall in love with her, and sighed deeply, "I really want to know, what will happen when you meet the woman you love?"

She was stunned when she said it, she just thought so in her heart, but she didn't expect to say it.

Sure enough, Bo Xiangcheng glanced sideways at her, and said in a slightly cold tone, "There's no need to think about such an unrealistic idea."

Marrying An Qian is already the biggest concession he has ever made.

He pursed his thin lips, looked straight ahead, and said lightly: "So An Qian, don't have extra expectations of me."

He is not a fool, he has seen too many people of all kinds, but he is used to seeing everything quietly, An Qian is a woman with a light heart, sometimes her thoughts are expressed on her face, it is too easy for people to understand, Too simple, naive.

But he couldn't answer her.

An Qian's eyelashes trembled, staring at the man's cold side face, she couldn't help it for a while, "Then what if... already have it?"

"Then cancel it."

An Qian heard the man's low voice and light tone, as if saying that the weather is good today, she took a breath and felt her eyes a little sore.

"Then you are still so kind to me..."

No man has ever been so nice to her.

If you don't want to reduce contact with Miss Fu, he will keep it in mind even if you don't talk about business, because she thinks flowers look good in a glass bottle, so she buys flowers home from time to time. He is such an expensive person, and he spit so much on him One time, but next time I chose to hug her, and there were many thoughtful little details, which gave her an unprecedented sense of security.

"It's my responsibility that you're pregnant. If it gives you the illusion, that's my problem."

"You're fine." An Qian said softly, her eyes misty.

She is greedy.

"I know, I will get rid of the thoughts I shouldn't have."

An Qian thought that maybe she didn't really like Bo Xiangcheng, it was just that this man pulled her many times when she was in trouble.

I always rush forward alone and dare not stop, so when I encounter a gazebo where I can stop and rest, I just lie on the ground and don't want to leave.

But in this gazebo, no matter who comes, it will silently allow people to stop and rest.

Just like it was someone else who drank the hangover soup that night, Bo Xiangcheng should still fulfill his responsibility and treat that person just as well.

There is nothing special about her.

Really, nothing special.

It's ridiculous that she still thought that if he changed his attitude towards the baby, he would treat her too...

He was actually very tactful.

Then a person who can't speak.

An Qian felt that her heart was split, but she tried her best to pretend that nothing happened.

let it go.

Whoever loves this dog man likes to go.

She suddenly felt very tired. The only pain before was lack of money. Now that she has money, she should be happy and treat herself better.

Why do you have to go against yourself?

The great rivers and mountains of the motherland are picturesque, isn’t it beautiful?A lot of delicious food, isn't it delicious?

Speaking of which, it has been a long time since I went back to my hometown.

She suddenly wanted to go back to the place where she grew up together, the fresh air in the mountains, the grass and wild flowers, the mussels and small fish in the fields, that was her childhood, the place where she grew up playing wildly.

Running on the narrow path in the mountains, facing the cool spring breeze, under the blue sky and white clouds, her cheerful laughter resounded all over the whole mountain. Straighten up and told her to slow down.

Thinking of this, An Qian slowly raised her lips. Although there was still sadness in her eyes that hadn't disappeared in time, the happy childhood in her memory seemed to be healing her.

Go home and have a look.

Maybe some things will come to an end sooner.

So, the next day, An Qian and Bo Xiangcheng brought it up. Bo Xiangcheng had just finished breakfast and was getting up to go to work. Hearing this, he glanced at her in surprise, "Do you need me to accompany you back?"

An Qian shook her head, "No need, you are busy with your work."

He is so busy at work, and if he misses a day, he will lose a lot of money. Although the scenery and air in her hometown are good, the place where she lives is not as good as the city.

Bo Xiangcheng was born with a golden spoon in his mouth and was a pampered young master. She didn't want him to go to her hometown. She was not used to living and eating. Most importantly, she didn't really want to see him now.

She also needs some time to digest what he said last night.

Let go of the first person you like completely, sure enough, it's not such a pleasant thing.

He was indifferent and nothing happened, which made her feel that her feelings were not worth mentioning.

That's right, he is so outstanding, there is no shortage of people who like him, so it is easy to reject her without any disturbance.

The only one who cares is her.

Bo Xiang straightened his shirt and asked, "Come back tomorrow morning? Or in the afternoon?"

An Qian paused, it was rare to go back, how could she come back the next day?

But she didn't say it clearly, she just said: "I don't know, let's talk about it."

Bo Xiangcheng hummed, "Be careful, go to the old house and bring a few maids back to take care of you."

An Qian felt a sudden dull pain in her heart.

For his timely care and thoughtfulness, but without any liking, it is just a responsibility.

She seemed to have really become the glutton in his mouth, greedy, wanting more.

She pulled her lips reluctantly, "No, I don't feel any discomfort now, I will pay attention to safety."

"You must bring one." Bo Xiangcheng insisted, "I don't worry about it."

An Qian feels...

She really... could not stand his concern, so she nodded quickly, "Okay, just take one, you go to work, goodbye."

Bo Xiang Chengding glanced at the petite and gentle woman in front of him, and suddenly reached out to stroke her hair, "Goodbye."

Then he turned and left.

Anyway, see you tomorrow.