After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

Aunt Wang made several breakfasts, which were exquisite but not too much, and the couple did not waste too much after eating.

While eating breakfast, An Qian obviously felt that Bo Xiangcheng was looking at her. She looked up suddenly, but the man's eyes were not dodging, and he was very open. After coming down a few times, An Qian was a little puzzled, "You always stare at me?" What am I doing? Is there something dirty on my face?"

"No."

"Then you're still staring at me!"

"I didn't stare at it all the time, it's only ten times in half an hour." Bo Xiangcheng pursed his lips, a little uncertain, and asked seriously: "Can't you?"

An Qian categorically said, "No."

Doesn't this person know how oppressive his figure, appearance and eyes are?Feeling like being targeted by a carnivore, An Qian felt weak.

When Bo Xiangcheng was flatly rejected, he frowned.

You can't even look at your wife. Which country stipulates the rules?

But he has no extra time now, he has to go to the company, he got up and went to the bathroom to wash his hands, straightened his clothes, and was going to work. When he passed by the living room, An Qian was still eating, and he didn't care whether he left or not.

"I'll come back at noon to pick you up to Xie's house."

"Okay." An Qian replied without raising her head.

Bo Xiangcheng frowned, "Let's go."

An Qian still didn't raise her eyes, she just waved her hand, "Go."

Extremely perfunctory.

Bo Xiangcheng paused, pursed his lips and strode away.

For Xie Yan's wedding, An Qian is pregnant now, so she still chooses to wear warmer clothes, as long as she is generous and decent, and the heels of her high heels are only three centimeters. She is wearing a white cashmere coat with a waist design. A woolen felt hat with a tassel and pearl chain, retro style, white.

This dress is low-key, but because she has a good temperament, elegant posture, neither humble nor overbearing, Bo Xiangcheng is still wearing a black suit. She enters the arena holding his arm, one white and one black, which looks eye-catching and harmonious, which is a good match.

The wedding was held at Xie's old house.

Mrs. Xie has five children. Xie Yan and Xie Chen belong to the third family. Xie's family has a big business. The people who came to the wedding are all famous people, and the bride is also a rich family, so when the two get married, the parents of both parties are satisfied.

Bo Xiangcheng is already married and not the best man, so this is something to be happy about.

God knows, being a flower girl as a child was enough.He didn't like any part of the wedding.

It's good to be with An Qian.

An Qian held his arm, and outsiders kept looking at them. For the first time, he felt that this feeling was not bad.

An Qian is his wife.

The more people know the better.

Suddenly, Bo Xiangcheng seemed to understand the importance of the wedding.

Xie's house has a lot of visitors today, Xie Yan and Yu Su will exchange rings and be blessed in front of so many people later.

The following photographers will take their photos and upload them to the official website to notify the news.

He glanced down at An Qian. He was wearing light makeup and light pink lipstick. Under the coat and hat, his small face looked more delicate, cute, sweet and beautiful.

He thought, An Qian is the most beautiful woman here.

If they had a wedding...

There were so many people here, An Qian was a little nervous, for fear that her every move would make others laugh.

The hand holding Bao Xiangcheng unconsciously tightened a little.

The man lowered his eyes, "Cold?"

He simply held An Qian's hand, from holding arms to holding hands.

Compared with girls, her hands are not too small, but compared with Bo Xiangcheng, her hands are so small that she can't see her fingers when held by a big hand.

An Qian saw that many women seemed not afraid of the cold, dressed like summer, with their arms and legs exposed, and only a long fur on their shoulders.

An Qian followed Bo Xiangcheng to Xie's inner house.

"Xiang Cheng." A chubby lady walked over with her waist twisted. Bo Xiangcheng looked at An Qian and explained in a low voice, "This is sister-in-law."

An Qian smiled obediently, "Hi, sister-in-law. I'm An Qian."

"Okay, I've wanted to see Xiang Cheng's wife for a long time. Not bad."

The aunt held An Qian's hand, narrowed her eyes, and looked at her a few more times. An Qian was thinking about something wrong with her face, but the aunt smiled and said something else, as if it was her illusion just now.

After a while, An Qian felt her feet hurt and she was a little tired. Bo Xiangcheng immediately pulled her to sit in the hall, and the bride would walk through the middle later.

Bo Xiangcheng frowned and said, "Don't wear high heels next time."

An Qian didn't usually wear high heels, but now that she was pregnant, she was even less used to it.

Stopped and stopped at Xie's house, greeted acquaintances, and exchanged pleasantries. More than an hour passed, and now it hurts.

"Xiang Cheng."

A middle-aged man's voice sounded, and An Qian raised her face. A man in a yellow suit with gray temples, obviously named Bao Xiangcheng, was staring at her.

"Hi uncle, this is my wife, An Qian."

"This is Xie Yan's father."

An Qian nodded, "Hello, Uncle."

Uncle Xie stared at An Qian without blinking, as if looking at others through her. An Qian felt uncomfortable for a while, and grabbed Bao Xiangcheng's hand tightly.

Bo Xiangcheng seemed to understand, and said, "Hey, Uncle Xie, my wife is a public face, don't get me wrong."

An Qian thought blankly, what is the misunderstanding?

"How old are you this year?" Uncle Xie asked with narrowed eyes.

An Qian: "25." In half a month, it will be her birthday.

"Where is home?"

"I grew up in the countryside of Jiangcheng." Although it was a bit strange, she still answered honestly when asked by the elders.

Uncle Xie was about to ask, when suddenly someone called him anxiously, he glanced back at An Qian, turned his head three times and left.

An Qian muttered in a low voice, "Strange, what's wrong with me?"

If it was before, Bo Xiangcheng should not have heard this sentence, because he would not have put too much energy on An Qian before, but now his attention is on An Qian, even if the hall is a little noisy, he still listens. Cleared up.

Seeing her somewhat depressed appearance, she is very cute, Bo Xiangcheng couldn't help laughing, and explained aloud, "Your face looks a bit like my uncle's sister. His sister had a fight with the family back then or something. She left home when she was young and never came back. pass."

"Oh, the public face is so annoying, people always look at it a few times."

Bo Xiangcheng smiled.

Involuntarily stretched out his hand to touch her head, and said dotingly: "It's okay, you are the most beautiful face among the public."

An Qian pursed her lips and gave him a blank look.

She thinks it's okay to not speak sometimes.

And the way Bo Xiangcheng looked at her made her a little uncomfortable.

There was a little light in those dark eyes, staring deeply at her, An Qian took a look and then looked away, pretending not to see.

Is this person a bit annoying, what are you doing!