After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

An Qian seldom calls him husband. Bo Xiangcheng's heart moved, his long eyes fell on An Qian's shy and pretty face, and he curled his lips, "So happy? Then call him again."

An Qian blinked her beautiful eyes, and her voice became softer: "My husband."

Her voice was as sweet and glutinous as hers, and Bo Xiangcheng felt his heart soften.

They arranged a place and food for the kitten, and An Qian was not bored every day. After shooting the video, he hugged the cat and stroked it. He liked it very much.

On this day, the couple also went to see the new house.

The construction of the house has already started, and the person in charge gave An Qian a few drawings to see how she would choose.

"This is the swimming pool, and here is the garden. You can just tell me what kind of trees and flowers are planted in the garden." The person in charge took out a brochure. "Here are the names of flowers and pictures of flowers."

An Qian opened the booklet and looked at it. She was dazzled. There were many flowers she had never seen before. She thought about it and said, "Look, let's plant some of them. This area can be used as a rose garden."

She and Bo Xiangcheng met for the first time.

It was in the rose garden of the old house that she met, and she also wanted to be beautiful and delicate when the roses were in full bloom. The family strolled in the rose garden.

There is a small lake behind the house. Although it is an artificial lake, it is not as big as Yuanyang Community, but An Qian still likes it. This lake is inside their house. Afterwards, the children can run around the lake and breathe fresh air. .

An Qian calculated the time, even if there are so many workers, it will take more than three months for the house to be repaired, and the newly repaired house cannot be moved in immediately, so she must have a baby before moving into the new house .

What the Bo family lacks most is a house.

Apart from the Yuanyang community, they could live elsewhere, but Bo Xiangcheng wanted to follow An Qian's preferences, so he chose to build a new one.

The sun was out that day, but the wind was quite strong.

An Qian was held in Bao Xiangcheng's arms, and his black windbreaker wrapped her very warmly.

But even so, on the car back, she caught a cold again, and kept sneezing one by one. Bo Xiangcheng frowned, held her hand to warm her, sighed, and said helplessly: " Little squeamish."

An Qian leaned in his arms, sniffed, dissatisfied, "You are the squeamish."

She just caught a cold twice, that's all.

Bo Xiangcheng pinched her face: "I'm delicate?"

Before the words fell, An Qian sneezed again.

He hugged her tightly immediately, and said seriously: "Don't go out these few days, don't do anything, don't shoot videos, and have a good rest."

Every time she was uncomfortable, he felt like an enemy.

An Qian knew that he cared about her and loved her, but she would not force it, she knew the seriousness.

She reached out and stroked his hair, "It's okay, don't be nervous."

Bo Xiangcheng cherished her kiss on the head, hugged her tightly, and said in a low voice, "I can't be nervous."

He also knew that An Qian was pregnant and her resistance was weakened, so she was prone to minor ailments, so she should take precautions, but she was still getting sick more and more easily.

A trace of annoyance flashed across Bo Xiangcheng's eyes, and he began to regret why he came to see the house today.

An Qian leaned against his arms and fell asleep slowly, feeling a little feverish.

As the little guy in her stomach got bigger and bigger, she felt more and more uncomfortable. The uterus stretched the surrounding tissues and ligaments, which caused swelling pain, sore waist and leg pain. He saw the pain in his eyes. In my heart, I can't share anything.

He and An Qian walked together because of an unexpected pregnancy, but sometimes he wondered why she was pregnant and encountered these.

Auntie's words echoed in her ears again.

How many more will you have?

Heh... A look of irritability flashed in his eyes, just An Qian has suffered enough, how many more will she have?

In fact, in his opinion, one is enough.

He is not the only one with the surname Bo.

Why should the pressure be thrown on them?As a man, he can't conceive and won't experience the pain of giving birth, so isn't it his Ah Qian who suffers?

A shallow.

Ah Qian was the one he cared about the most.

his life.

Zhang Wang was driving the car, but there was no voice from the couple in the back seat. He looked at the rearview mirror curiously, and hurriedly withdrew his eyes and drove seriously.

Wow!

The young master is kissing Miss Anqian on the forehead!

That serious and pious look with a hint of caution, afraid of waking people up, looked around and sighed, the young master really likes Miss An Qian.

I just don't know the future.

Although he is single, he has watched and listened a lot, and he also found that people seem to be the best when they first meet and are together.

What's more, the eldest young master is so rich, as long as he waved his hand, wouldn't there be any beauties?

He likes Miss An Qian very much.

May they always be so happy.

An Qian returned home, soaked her feet, and was held by Bo Xiangcheng, with a straight face, rushed to the bed and lay down.

He went to make brown sugar ginger soup for her.

An Qian drank a bowl, was fed a lot of fruit, and fell asleep.

Bo Xiangcheng stayed up all night working.

the next day.

An Qian didn't have a fever and got better, so Bo Xiangcheng went to work.

An Qian was "ordered" not to go out.

At the same time, Hu Li, who hadn't seen him for a long time, came.

She was called by the young master to help An Qian cook and run errands.

With someone watching at home, Bo Xiangcheng also relaxed a lot at work.

When he was about to get off work, Meng Heng called.

"It's been a long time since I've had a drink. Let's have a drink. I'm broken in love with you brother."

"It's called Lu Qi."

"Called, come everyone! Listen to my sad little love. You know the female star, right? If you insist on marrying me, it's annoying and we'll break up." After speaking, he thought of something, and hurriedly said: "No Call her a man, you are making me afraid to call her."

Bo Xiangcheng sarcastically said, "It's enough for them to hear about your little love."

Meng Heng was dissatisfied and strongly protested. Bo Xiangcheng pursed his lips and clicked his tongue, "My wife is pregnant, I have to go back to her. Hang up."

Before hanging up the phone, Meng Heng's shocked voice came, "Wow! Are you still the mean and brutish person you were before?"

Bo Xiangcheng hung up the phone, finished the rest of the work, and left work.

The acting secretary didn't expect Mr. Bo to leave before five o'clock, so he had to make a phone call.

"Mr. Bo, the old man of the Wang family will have his [-]th birthday the day after tomorrow. Will you go there in person or arrange someone here?"

Bo Xiangcheng was standing in front of a Xiaolongbao shop, the name of the shop was [Changde Xiaolongbao]. An Qian specially asked him to come and buy this Xiaolongbao when he got off work.

"The Wang family?" Bo Xiangcheng watched the boss fill him with a basket of buns with a calm expression, and said, "I'll go myself."

"Also, something happened to our branch office in Lianhua City. The people there hope you can go there before the tenth."

"what's up?"

The acting secretary said something, and Bo Xiangcheng pondered for a while with downcast eyes, then hummed, "Yes."

It's only number two today.

It's still early.

When Bo Xiangcheng took the bun back, he opened the door, and An Qian was sitting on the sofa in a sweater. It was a loose white sweater, and it was almost finished.

Hearing the movement, she threw away the things in her hand, and took short legs to meet Bao Xiangcheng - the steamed bun in her hand.

It's been almost seven months, and An Qian's appetite has dropped again.

The bottom of the uterus has reached the umbilicus. As the uterus continues to grow, it will squeeze the diaphragm and the stomach upward, making the stomach feel full. The doctor advised her to eat less and more often, and eat whenever she is hungry.

But now her appetite has decreased, she does not like to eat, and has no appetite.

The small steamed bun that Bo Xiangcheng brought back, if you eat three, don't eat it.

Bo Xiangcheng felt distressed when he saw it, so he brought a bowl of various fruits to feed her.

An Qian was lying on the sofa, with her head resting on the man's lap, playing with her mobile phone, opening her lips from time to time, eating a cherry tomato, a strawberry, or an apple.

She silently guessed what kind of fruit the next piece would be in her mouth, thinking of cantaloupe in her heart, and it happened that Bo Xiangcheng happened to be feeding cantaloupe.

An Qian felt a little proud, "I guessed it right."

"Strawberries are so sweet, I want more."

"You try it too."

Bo Xiangcheng ate one, "Mmm, sweet."

After eating the fruit, An Qian was really full.

She started editing the video.

Bo Xiangcheng also dealt with some work matters.

In the bedroom, the couple are quiet and harmonious, happy and sweet.

When going to bed.

Bo Xiangcheng came in with a cup of powdered milk, "Drink the powdered milk before going to sleep."

This is milk powder for pregnant women, which can supplement protein, help nutrient absorption, and promote baby development. Milk powder for pregnant women contains relatively high calcium. Drinking milk powder properly can supplement calcium. You can drink milk powder for pregnant women throughout pregnancy.

An Qian took it and drank it in one gulp.

Bo Xiangcheng rolled his eyes and praised warmly: "Ah Qian is really amazing."

After An Qian rinsed her mouth, she lay on the bed and was massaged skillfully by the man.

After pressing it for so long, Bo Xiangcheng's practice makes perfect, and he pressed it very comfortably. An Qian squinted her eyes, and ran out without asking for a compliment.

"Thanks husband."

"Husband is amazing."

"You can open a massage shop, and you will definitely make a lot of money."

"But you seem to be good at everything, and you can make money."

Bo Xiangcheng's eyes softened, and his heart softened.

Pressing her hands, seeing that she was comfortable, she also began to be dishonest.