After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

"You change my clothes, my hand may be broken."

At that moment, Bo Xiangcheng ignored the previous sentence, only heard the word "fracture" in his mind, his face sank instantly, and he calmly said, "Can you open the door?"

"Yes..." An Qian's face turned pale, frowning, she walked slowly to the door of the bathroom, put her right hand on the doorknob, paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and pressed the door lock.

Immediately, her right hand subconsciously covered her chest. She knew they were husband and wife, but no matter how hypnotized and physically more honest, she just felt embarrassed to be honest with him.

Bo Xiang took up more commitment, but he didn't think so much. Seeing the door open, he went in and closed the door behind his backhand immediately. Afraid of the cold wind intruding, he looked straight at An Qian with his stern eyebrows. At that moment, the narrow and long The eyes changed almost invisibly, and the color of the eyes darkened.

An Qian stood behind the door, with her right hand slanting casually in front of her chest. Except for her round and protruding belly, the rest of her body was well-proportioned and her legs were long and straight. Her skin was fair and delicate, stained with water droplets. In the bathroom The mist filled the air, and the light was soft yellow. She lowered her eyes and bit her lip, her left hand was hanging by her side, motionless, not looking at him.

He rolled his throat unconsciously, pursed his lips, and walked over.

"Is it the left hand?"

"Yeah." An Qian blushed, nodded, and moved her legs together.

Bo Xiangcheng looked serious, looked at her left elbow, reached out to hold her arm, and said in a low voice, "Don't move."

As soon as the words fell, before An Qian could react, there was a sudden pain in the darkness, and then she froze.

Bo Xiangcheng pursed his lips and stared at her, "You try to lift it up?"

An Qian raised her hand blankly and shook it.

"Does it still hurt?"

An Qian was dumbfounded, shook her head, and nodded again, "It's much better than before, you... you know this?"

So she wasn't fractured, but dislocated?

I have also seen many old Chinese doctors twist the patient's hand gently "inadvertently", and the arm will be fine. I did not expect that one day she would experience it too.

Bo Xiangcheng's expression softened a lot, he took the pajamas aside, and said, "When I was in junior high school, I knocked someone out of joint, and I took it back, and when I was in high school, I gave it to myself once."

An Qian was silent for a second. She dared to love because she had experience. She couldn't help but think that this person was also a disobedient master before.

"Put on your clothes, let's go to the hospital and have a look."

He was still worried about An Qian.

An Qian raised her left arm, gently passed it through the sleeve, and when she put on her right hand, she paused, her face flushed, and she whispered, "Turn your face away."

Bo Xiangcheng's eyes were slightly deep, he hummed, and turned his face away, his ears were burning.

After An Qian put on her laundry, she carefully buttoned the buttons one by one. Although her left arm seemed to have recovered, she didn't dare to make any big moves.

When wearing pants, Bo Xiangcheng didn't agree with her to wear them by herself, so he held her in his arms, like wearing pants with a child, An Qian hugged his neck, her face was blushing, her thigh was held by the man's big hand , she felt that piece of skin was going to melt.

She moved uncomfortably, then froze.She turned her eyes almost in shock, shame and anger, and looked at his expressionless face in disbelief.

"you……"

She can be said to be hard to say.

when she was hurt.

What is he thinking, can... can...

An Qian wondered if he wasn't worried about her at all.

Bo Xiangcheng coughed lightly, told her to stand up and put on her pants, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sorry, this...is beyond my control."

An Qian said coolly, "Isn't that your body?"

Bo Xiangcheng was still sitting on the stool. Hearing this, he raised his eyes and looked at her with a strong and aggressive gaze. He pulled his lips, "An Qian, I'm a normal man."

He stood up, An Qian looked away suddenly, and heard Bo Xiangcheng continue to say: "It doesn't make sense that I can remain indifferent when I see that my wife is almost naked."

An Qian was silent, a little uncomfortable, turned around and opened the door, and whispered: "Then... go to the hospital."

Bo Xiangcheng was a little helpless, "I have to wait a while."

"What are you waiting for?" An Qian didn't want to ask, but as soon as the words came out, she thought of something vaguely.

Sure enough, Bo Xiangcheng lowered his voice a little, "What do you think?"

An Qian instantly turned red from her ears to her neck. She hurried out of the bathroom, went back to her room, and closed the door.

Bo Xiangcheng pursed his lips, and went to the balcony to enjoy the cold wind.

The cold wind outside made him calm down for a moment.

But when you close your eyes, you can see An Qian's smooth and delicate thighs, her sexy and deep collarbone, and what she covered with her raised hand...

Bo Xiangcheng's head was hot, and he suddenly felt warm liquid gushing out of his nasal cavity. He raised his hand expressionlessly and touched the position in the middle of the crowd, and then looked at his hand, it was really red.

"Tsk..."

With the cold wind blowing, Bo Xiangcheng gritted his teeth and cursed, "Fuck."

Is this what you want?

What the fuck is this?

He took out a cigarette a little irritably, took a few puffs, pursed his thin lips slightly, and the light smoke filled the air. Suddenly, a strong cold wind swept by, and the smoke returned. He coughed twice in embarrassment, and simply put out the cigarette impatiently , ready to go back to the bathroom to wash up, and take An Qian to the hospital.

But when he walked to the living room, An Qian also opened the door, his eyes met, An Qian was stunned, "You...what's wrong with you?"

Why are you still having a nosebleed?

Bo Xiangcheng said casually, "Get angry."

Went into the bathroom and cleaned up.

"Let's go."

An Qian had already added another thick dress, she bit her lip, and inadvertently glanced down, but was caught by Bao Xiangcheng on the spot, "What are you looking at?"

"No... didn't see anything."

Bo Xiangcheng took the initiative to grab her right hand, and the couple went downstairs and got into the car.

"Be careful next time, otherwise, as grandma said, I have to come to the bathroom to take a bath with you."

"No, there won't be a next time."

She felt that Bo Xiangcheng was really good, and her hands didn't hurt much now.

But taking a bath with you is absolutely not allowed!

Went to the hospital to have a look, and sure enough.

An Qian felt that tonight was a false alarm.

After that bout of embarrassment passed, she also felt that it was nothing, but she found that there seemed to be something strange about Bao Xiangcheng, and the way she looked at her could even be said to be aggressive sometimes.

When the husband and wife were lying on the bed, the man touched her belly, using the excuse of touching the baby, and gradually slid his hands down her waist. An Qian's chin, leaned over and kissed it.

This kiss didn't just linger on the lips like before.

An Qian had never seen such a battle before, she didn't dare to move, her body was as stiff as a rock, she felt that Bao Xiangcheng was like a mad dog, he had changed directly.

It took a while before I knew I had to breathe.

She pushed him away violently, "You What are you doing?"

It wasn't like this before.

Bo Xiangcheng put his hands on her sides, gasped for a while, and without saying a word, leaned over and kissed her again.

"Well... you..."

When he was let go again, Bo Xiangcheng turned over and lay back, his chest heaved violently, panting, breathing heavily, as if he had been fed up, and said in a cheerful voice, "I'm sorry, Ah Qian."

An Qian was a little angry, "What are you doing? You just..." As she said that, she moved to the side, a little scared, she felt that he was like a hungry wolf just now.

I am that poor fat man.

The couple lived together sporadically and it hasn't been half a month. She used to think that Bo Xiangcheng was a gentleman and didn't make any moves. Of course, maybe she didn't like her.

So lie down together like a roommate.

In addition to being pregnant, she didn't have any extra thoughts in her heart.

Then he started asking for kisses.

Then to the crazy look just now.

She suddenly felt something was different.

Bo Xiangcheng noticed that she moved away from him, so he pulled his lips helplessly, "Scared you?"

An Qian shrank into the bed and whispered: "What do you think? Even if you want to kiss...it's not like that, it's like going crazy."

Bo Xiangcheng covered his eyes with his hands, and sighed, "I think so too."

What can he say?

Say he can't forget the scene he saw in the bathroom?

That would be called a hooligan by her.

Even if it is a husband and wife, any behavior is not taken for granted, and consent must be sought.

He just tossed and turned, a little crazy, telling her like this, she probably thought he was just for venting, just lonely...

Frankly speaking, they hadn't done anything since the accidental night, and the memory of that night was sometimes blurred and sometimes clear, so he didn't think about it.

But the scene in the bathroom.

Just like the key to a certain mysterious door, he felt that some unknown fire in his heart was beginning to show up now.

He paused, and asked tentatively, "Do you... hate my contact?"

An Qian whispered: "No, but don't be like just now."

Bo Xiangcheng rolled his throat, and in the darkness, he unconsciously touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, "Okay, listen to you."