I rely on fortune-telling to become the favorite of the giants

After coming out of the cold water prison, Xie Qingmian came out with the little boy in her arms, and went straight back to Bo Tingjun's Pluto main hall.

The little boy leaned on Xie Qingmian's shoulder and closed his eyes, as if he was sleeping soundly.

Xie Qingmian originally wanted to put him on the bed, but he woke up as soon as he let go.

The little boy hugged Xie Qingmian's neck tightly, with tears in his eyes: "I want to sleep with my brother."

As soon as Bo Tingjun came in, he heard this sentence, his eyes turned cold, and he strode directly to Xie Qingmian's side.

As soon as Xie Qingmian comforted the little boy and said that she would sleep with him, an arm stretched out from her side to pick up the little boy's collar and threw him on the bed.

The bed was very soft, the little boy was thrown and rolled around, and finally sat on the bed aggrieved and looked at Xie Qingmian.

Bo Tingjun snorted coldly, raised his arms to wrap Xie Qingmian around him: "Don't worry about him, let him sleep by himself."

Xie Qingmian was startled by this sudden small change, and then helplessly raised the corners of her mouth: "What are you doing with him, he is so young."

Bo Tingjun's eyes were like ice, and he glanced coldly at the ghost boy on the bed.

"He's six years old."

Xie Qingmian couldn't help laughing: "The time after death counts too."

It's rare to see such a stubborn and unwilling Bo Tingjun, so Xie Qingmian had no choice but to pamper this thousand-year-old boy first.

"Okay, okay, I won't hug him, I'll let Xie Bi'an take him out to change clothes later, by the way, his eyes... can it be cured?"

Seeing Bo Tingjun shaking his head, Xie Qingmian knew the answer.

He turned around and discussed with the child on the bed who was frightened by Bo Tingjun's eyes: "Let a brother in white take you to change later, okay, I'll come to you later."

The little boy agreed, and held Xie Qingmian's hand before leaving.

"My name is Jiang Yan, I hate it." No matter how scary his appearance was, the three-year-old boy's voice always had the smell of milk.

When Xie Qingmian heard his name, her heart suddenly softened.

He knelt down and pinched Jiang Yan's face: "Okay, I'll call you Jiang Jiang from now on."

Jiang Yan was quickly taken away by Xie Bi'an who rushed over.

Xie Qingmian dragged the sulking Bo Tingjun to sit on the side of the bed, moved to his slightly protruding Adam's apple and took a soft bite.

Hearing Bo Tingjun's suppressed hum, Xie Qingmian turned to licking, and finally kissed the corner of the man's mouth.

"His age is less than a fraction of yours, okay, okay, kiss you, don't be angry anymore." Xie Qingmian stretched out her hands and hugged Bo Tingjun reluctantly.

Bo Tingjun turned around and clamped Xie Qingmian's arm, supported the back of his head and kissed him hard.

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By the time Xie Qingmian returned from the underworld, it was already dark.

Jiang Yan is temporarily placed with Xie Bi'an, and Xie Bi'an will teach him how to control ghost energy.

Xie Qingmian was sent to the gate of Xie's Manor by Bo Tingjun, and they hugged each other under the streetlight at the gate, talking in a low voice.

The main reason is that Xie Qingmian is persuading Bo Tingjun to deal with the affairs of the underworld.

"You used to be regarded as a wise gentleman who devoted himself to the people, how come you have become like this now." Xie Qingmian stretched out her index finger, and poked Bo Tingjun's heart time after time.

He prolongs his tone, and his voice is a little lazy.

"Your Majesty... what about your sense of responsibility?"

Bo Tingjun grabbed Xie Qingmian's troublesome hand, pulled it to his lips and kissed his fingertips, his voice hoarse: "No more."

In his previous life, he almost lost his Mianmian because of his so-called sense of responsibility.

Xie Qingmian pressed against Bo Tingjun's cold chest, feeling the beating heartbeat of the other party, the corners of her mouth slowly raised.

"What are you doing?"

A cold voice sounded from the side. Hearing this familiar voice, Xie Qingmian was almost frightened to stand up, and pushed Bo Tingjun away with a bang.

Reluctantly, he turned around slowly, looked at Xie Chenqian who was in the courtyard with an unidentified look, and showed a flattering smile: "Why did brother come out?"

Xie Chenqian ignored his younger brother, but kept looking critically at Bo Tingjun with raised eyebrows.

Xie Qingmian covered her face, he knew this would happen.

His brother has always been hostile to his significant other, Xie Qingmian had already persuaded him enough, but this time, Xie Chenyan caught the two of them sticking together at the door without going home, so it must have erupted once.

With a cold face, Xie Chenqian called Xie Qingmian's name in a low voice: "Mianmian, come here."

Xie Qingmian turned her head and gave Bo Tingjun a self-seeking look, and walked behind his brother sadly.

Receiving Xie Qingmian's eyes, Bo Tingjun lowered his eyes, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

This smile did not escape Xie Chenyan's eyes, and the air-conditioning around him became even more intense.

"Mianmian is still young, Mr. Bo can bring Mianmian back earlier next time."

Bo Tingjun looked up and met Xie Chenque's eyes.

Xie Qingmian shrank her neck, in order to avoid sparks from the collision of the two people's eyes, they fought directly, and weakly excused Bo Tingjun beside her.

"That, I insisted on playing until this time to come back."

Seeing his younger brother keep talking to Bo Tingjun, Xie Chenque stared at Xie Qingmian bitterly.

"Don't talk." Xie Chenyan held down Xie Qingmian, and then continued to face off with Bo Tingjun.

It was Xie Fu and Pei Junshu who broke the deadlock.

The two just came back from the airport.

The extended commercial vehicle slowly stopped at the door, the door opened, Pei Junshu got out of the car first, and trotted to Xie Qingmian's side on high heels.

"Why is Mianmian outside? Let mom see, she's thin—" Pei Junshu looked at Xie Qingmian's round face that was visible to the naked eye, swallowed the last word abruptly, and quickly changed her words, "Finally a little fatter , the chef at home should get a raise."

"Well, are you fat?" Xie Qingmian pinched her own face, "I don't feel it."

Pei Junshu was afraid that Xie Qingmian thought she was fat and lost weight, so she hurriedly said: "I'm not fat, maybe it's because my mother hasn't seen Mianmian for a long time."

Xie Fu took a slow step, he walked between Bo Tingjun and Xie Chenyan, and frowned at the two of them: "What are you doing standing outside, I saw you standing there with sticks from a long distance."

Xie Qingmian blinked and made a timely rescue: "My brother and I are picking up Mom and Dad home."

He quickly seized the opportunity and ran to Bo Tingjun to hold his arm: "Mom and Dad, this is my boyfriend, and his name is Bo Tingjun."

Secretary Pei Jun's Bo Tingjun, whose iconic long silver hair made her envious at first.

Her eyes flicked across Bo Tingjun's hair, and then on her precious son.

Pei Junshu couldn't help looking at Xie Qingmian's long black hair, wondering if Mianmian's hair was so long before.

Xie Qingmian: "Mom?"

Pei Junshu snapped back to his senses, and hurriedly waved at Bo Tingjun: "Come on, come in first, it's so late today, why don't you just stay here."

After finishing speaking, she was afraid of delaying Bo Tingjun's work, so she asked him, "Is it convenient? If you are busy with work, I will ask the driver to take you back."

Bo Tingjun smiled politely: "I'm not busy, I'm in trouble."

Pei Junshu turned around and told the aunt at home to clean the guest room, while Xie Fu called Bo Tingjun to come in and sit down.

Xie Chenque, who was completely ignored, gritted his teeth and glared at Bo Tingjun.

In the living room, Bo Tingjun bowed his head slightly to thank his aunt when he poured tea.

Xie Qingmian had never seen such a Bo Tingjun before, she leaned on the sofa and propped her chin, staring at Bo Tingjun curiously, wanting to see how he could behave.

Since her parents came back, Xie Qingmian was no longer as nervous as facing his brother.

Xie Fu is still communicating with Bo Tingjun.

Xie Fu asked in a deep voice: "I heard that Mr. Bo is employed in the state department."

Bo Tingjun nodded: "The national special department handles some special matters. Due to the nature of the work, our information may not be able to investigate."

Xie Qingmian didn't expect Bo Tingjun to say such a thing, her stunning eyes pressed down.

As the King of Pluto, Bo Tingjun has no past information in the world. After Xie Fu and Xie Chenqian knew that they were in love, they must have investigated Bo Tingjun in private, but they must have found nothing.

But after Bo Tingjun said the reason, the matter became much more reasonable.

Several people chatted in the living room for a long time, Xie Chenqian came in to pick thorns several times, but was pushed back by Pei Junshu.

Xie Fu was still asking Bo Tingjun some questions at the beginning, but gradually the two of them talked about the topic of history for some reason.

This is Bo Tingjun's strength, so Xie Fu felt that the more he chatted with Bo Tingjun, the more speculative they became.

Xie Chenque dared to hate Bo Tingjun, but he didn't dare to disobey Pei Junshu's words, so he could only go back to the room angrily.

The time was getting later and later, Xie Qingmian couldn't hold back and started yawning, Pei Junshu hurriedly stopped her husband who was getting more and more excited.

"Okay, okay, it's already eleven o'clock, let people rest first."

Only then did Xie Fu stop the desire to continue talking, glanced at the art clock hanging on the wall, and said, "That's right, it's so late, let's all go back and rest."

Pei Junshu got up, ready to ask Bo Tingjun to lead the way.

"The guest room is next to the sleeping room, and there are disposable toiletries in it."

Xie Qingmian stood up, leaned against Bo Tingjun so sleepy, barely opened her eyes, and yawned again.

"Mom, let me take him there."

Pei Junshu thought about it, and felt that it would be more convenient for Xie Qingmian to take it there, so she followed Xie Qingmian's opinion.

"That's fine, then go back to sleep, Mianmian, don't lean on others."

"Hmm." Xie Qingmian rubbed her eyes and agreed, but the body leaning on Bo Tingjun didn't respond.

Pei Junshu quietly observed Bo Tingjun, and found that he was supporting Xie Qingmian's shoulder dotingly, without any impatience at all.

She couldn't help but nodded, and gave Bo Tingjun full marks in her heart.

Fifty points for pampering Mianmian and fifty points for his looks.