My Guardian Mr Bo

Bo Yan walked in slowly with a tall and slender body and closed the door.

Just looking at the little man in front of him, Bo Yan directly took her little face and kissed her lips deeply.

Prying her teeth away, curling her ******** chasing lingeringly inside, Bo Yan inserted one hand between her hair and buckled her head, and the other hand buckled her waist. Holding her tightly seems to want to kiss her at this moment, and kiss till the end of the day.

"Thank you...thank you..."

Bo Yan gently kissed the corners of her lips, cheeks, and whispered softly in her ears.

An Ge'er was trembling by his words, and quickly pulled a little distance away, and raised her eyes to look at him, "Uncle, it's not really confirmed yet, just in case, in case..."

"Nothing in case."

Bo Yan kissed her little nose, "There must be."

He waits for an examination now, and finally confirms it, and then takes her back to China, and asks Ye Che to take a good look at her and take care of her body. Needless to say, he also knows that it is not easy for her to be pregnant and her body is still weak. So take good care of it.

An Ge'er was held so tightly by him, his head buried between her neck, he was such a big man, at this moment, he held her tightly in such an attached posture, as if all this was a dream, he tightly She was too tight to let go.

An Ge'er also stretched out his hand to hold his hand, her eyelashes trembled, let alone him, she couldn't believe it, and that was the surprise.

Before Bo Yan waited for the doctor's confirmation, a number of pregnant nursing specialists flooded into the castle, most of whom were the objects of Bo Yan to ask questions. In the end, he was left to take care of Sophie, a forty-year-old pregnancy nurse.

Sophie is a big-handed, strong-looking black woman, but she takes care of her hands and feet neatly, knows everything well, and is patient and considerate.

After all, the number of people left is not the essence.

When An Ge'er and Sophie were chatting, she looked at her, a black woman, who seemed very serious, but when she chatted, she realized that she was full of excitement, and she was always humorous and humorous when she spoke. It's a bit crude, but An Ge'er likes her very much.

Especially what made An Ge'er even more dumbfounded was that Sophie accompanied her on a stroll out of the manor during the day. When she went to the Duchess and them, she saw two cows mating-mating in the far fence on the lawn.

Sophie walked proudly holding her arm, while looking at them with a tangled expression, repeatedly, saying that the fuc-k is hard!

An Geer sprayed it at that time.

Sophie was strong and caring. At first, Sophie thought this noble mistress would be harsh or harsh. At the beginning, she was very orderly, until An Geer took the initiative to chat with her and talk about the housework. When I found out that her little mistress is actually very gentle and interesting.

After all, the previous stubborn and harsh hostess, relying on her wealth and power, her nostrils are looking up to the sky, she has been suppressing the predominant power in her body.

In fact, An Geer saw Sophie not only because of her professional nursing skills, but also reminding her what time to do, what to eat, and what not to eat. The most important thing is that this black woman has a true temperament. .

She has her own little temper and is not hypocritical, she can see through it at a glance.

It’s not like some looking honest, but—