After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

Finally, An Qian went to the company.

According to Bo Xiangcheng's words, he was going to see grandma with her after work, and after seeing grandma, he could drop by for a walk, why not go to the company together for a few hours now?

An Qian thought about it, and it made sense.

Anyway, she has uploaded a video today.

At that time, he doesn't have to go back to the happy community to pick her up.

He gets off work at five o'clock, and it's almost a little faster now, so he really can't wait for a few hours.

So, An Qian looked down at her chubby down jacket, then at Bo Xiangcheng's well-dressed suit and leather shoes, handsome and dignified, she was silent, "I'll change clothes."

The man looked at her and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

An Qian pinched the corner of her clothes, "It's the first time I went to your company, this outfit is a bit..."

"I don't think there is any problem." Bo Xiangcheng pulled her into his arms, stretched out his fair and slender hands to smooth the hair on her forehead, An Qian noticed that under his neat and clean cuffs was a piece of workmanship Delicate and detailed, the appearance of the watch is not cheap.

She seems to have heard Dai Tian say that this watch is very expensive.

Bo Xiang took care of her hair, seemed satisfied, and said seriously, "A good-looking person looks good even in a sack. You are that kind of person."

These words forced An Qian's attention away from Biao, and she was praised a little uncomfortable, "Thank you, wait for me for a while."

She might as well change her clothes a little bit.

Although her clothes are just like that, it doesn't mean that she has to wear them grandly, but as long as she doesn't wear this chubby down jacket, it's fine.

After picking and choosing in the closet, she finally wore a long thermal underwear on the innermost part. It reached the knees. It was very elastic and warm. It was close to the flesh without constricting it. She also wore a white loose skirt. The skirt was covered with small lavender flowers, and the length reached the knees.

Finally, there is a short purple knitted sweater jacket, the length of which only reaches the waist, because she is slender except for her big belly, which is not bloated at all, and her lower body is thickened silk stockings.

She simply wore a bun, no makeup, just a thin layer of lipstick.

The whole person looks pure and beautiful, delicate and cute, with a gentle and peaceful temperament.

Bo Xiangcheng was originally sitting on the sofa, watching her come out, his dark eyes darkened slightly, he stood up, staring at her closely.

An Qian pursed her lips, a little uncomfortable, "What's wrong?"

The man's thin lips parted slightly, "Very beautiful."

"Oh..." An Qian's ears felt hot for no reason, her eyes dodged, and she walked towards the door, "Let's go."

She wore a pair of small white leather shoes, the soles of which were two centimeters thick, but compared to Bo Xiangcheng, they were still quite a bit shorter.

"Aren't your legs cold?"

Suddenly, a man's voice sounded from behind, An Qian shook her head, a little speechless, "It's not cold, it's thickened with fleece inside."

Bo Xiangcheng frowned, looking at her flesh-colored stockings, her calves were still slender and fair, and she didn't know where there was room for fleece and thickening.

An Qian sat on the chair by the entrance, holding a pair of mid-tube socks ready to wear.

"Let me do it."

The socks in his hand were taken away, and the man in the formal suit bent down and squatted down, his eyes were stern and serious, An Qian didn't expect him to do this, he was too tall, even if he was squatting, their eyes were all at the same level, The foot was held by a big unfamiliar hand, and the man's breath rushed towards her face. An Qian's body was slightly stiff, as if scalded by boiling water, and she shrank back suddenly, "No, no, I will do it myself, I don't need you!"

She blushed as she spoke.

Feeling a little offended by a strange man.

But Bo Xiangcheng is not a strange man.

Sure enough, the man didn't listen to her.

Instead, he stretched out his hand with a little force, held her foot again, and said calmly and seriously, "An Qian, you have to get used to me."

He understood.

An Qian was a little repulsed by his approach and felt uncomfortable, but they were husband and wife, so they had to get used to it.

An Qian bit her lip, her heart beating like a drum, feeling ashamed and embarrassed, "It's not...dirty..."

Although her feet were clean and had no peculiar smell, she was still uncomfortable being held by him.

Bo Xiangcheng put on socks for her and said, "It's not dirty."

Not only is it not dirty, he even thinks that An Qian's feet are cute, plump and round, although she is so thin, her toes are chubby.

After putting on the first sock, he couldn't help pinching her foot and shaking it in his hand, "It's so small."

An Qian is 1.6 meters 36, wearing a size 35 shoes would be a bit long, and wearing a size [-] is a bit small, I always feel that her feet are not too big or small, just right, it is clear that Bo Xiangcheng has long legs and long hands Big, it depends on the foil.

The stockings on the calf were suddenly pinched, pulled out five centimeters, and bounced back with a snap.

Bo Xiangcheng understood: "So that's how it is."

An Qian:?

May I ask if you have any minor problems?

The couple went out, got in the car, and there was soothing music playing in the car. An Qian had a sudden desire to take pictures. She turned on the front camera and looked for an angle to take pictures of herself. With a click, Bo Xiangcheng turned his eyes. come over.

"Photograph?"

An Qian nodded.

"Did you shoot me?"

"No."

"Then take me in too."

Speaking of which, he and An Qian didn't have many photos together, except for the marriage certificate, and the photo that was specially taken because of Wang Chenyang, which was in his mobile phone.

That turned out to be the only photo taken together besides the marriage certificate.

Bo Xiangcheng thought about it, frowned, he had to take more photos with An Qian, there were too few traces of him and An Qian being together.

An Qian didn't refuse.

Except for the group photo taken last time because of Wang Chenyang's incident, there is no group photo on her phone.

Now that she has his consent, she naturally wants to take more pictures.

So, she sat in the co-pilot, leaned her face towards Bo Xiangcheng, and the man's serious driving profile came into the mirror. She turned off the sound and took several pictures.

At the traffic light, Bo Xiangcheng turned his face away. Jun didn't have much expression on his face, but his eyes were soft. For the first time, the couple looked at the camera seriously and took a photo.

"Send me the photo later."

An Qian nodded.

After preparing to take the last picture, when he was about to press down, Bao Xiangcheng leaned over suddenly, his lips were printed on An Qian's face, and the picture was taken.

An Qian sat up straight and turned to stare at him.

What happened to this man.

Always catches people off guard.

Bo Xiangcheng pursed his lips proudly, "What's wrong?"

An Qian stared at him without saying a word.

Bo Xiangcheng pursed his lips, restrained himself, and coughed, "How should I say, I kiss my wife, my wife should have no objection."

After the red light passed, Bo Xiangcheng drove the car and said, "An Qian, send me the photo."

An Qian turned her head, "No."

"That photo also has my participation..."

"Yes, I, shoot." An Qian's attitude was rare and firm, "I won't send it, and I won't give it to you."

Bo Xiangcheng pursed his lips, was silent for two seconds, and said, "I know a pretty good photographer, let him take pictures for us another day."

Seeing that An Qian didn't say a word.

His tone was a little lower, "Are you okay?"

An Qian nodded, "Okay."

Bo Xiangcheng slid the steering wheel, raised the corners of his lips, and said softly, "That's good, Ah Qian."