After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

An Qian was picked up again, struggled a few times, and Bo Xiangcheng hugged her a little tighter, "What are you moving?"

"You...why do you always like to hug people." And it doesn't matter the occasion.

Bo Xiangcheng walked into the elevator with someone in his arms, and snorted, "I don't like to hug people, do you think I can hug anyone casually? I just..." The next words were stuck in his throat, The ink pupils deepened.

"Just what?" An Qian asked, sniffling.

Bo Xiangcheng pursed his lips and said, "What else can you do? You are my wife, so it's only natural to hug you?"

There were nurses and family members in the elevator, and they all booed "Oh" when they heard this.

Bo Xiangcheng pursed his lips with a calm face.

An Qian was a little unnatural, and hid her face in the man's chest.

What is the relationship between the two of them, doesn't the young master know best?Why do you say such things?Now I have no acquaintances, so I don’t need to act at all, am I addicted to acting?

But her thoughts were quickly replaced by An Pengpeng, and a burst of anger burned in her heart, just, she really couldn't figure out how vicious he was, he was also grandma's grandson.

When they went downstairs, Zhang Wang rushed up to greet him, looking at An Qian with concern in his eyes.

An Qian also knew why the young master came to the hospital.

In the car, An Qian was wrapped in a black suit and sat in the back seat. She felt that this scene seemed familiar. The last time she was dragged into the alley by the criminal, the young master also put a suit jacket on him because she had vomit on her back. , so she washed the suit later, and the young master didn't want it anymore.

Indeed, it is normal to be disgusted by dirty things.

She couldn't help but think of when she was a child, it seemed to be in the third grade. It was already winter, and she was drenched in the heavy rain. She was hiding from the rain in the canteen next to the school, shivering. The grandma knew her grandma, so she took a furry coat to wear On her, and then the granddaughter of the grandma came out and saw it, yelling dissatisfaction, she hurriedly returned the clothes to her, and the girl of her age snatched the clothes and threw them into the rain, "You have worn them all, who More, it's dirty."

An Qian didn't know why she was thinking of things from her childhood at this time, maybe when people are in a bad mood, they can always think of worse things.

On the day when she went to attend the birthday of the young master's friend, she buried another suit jacket. Although she didn't know what brand it was, the clothes the young master wore must be very expensive. What about this suit now?

She didn't vomit and her clothes were clean. Will he not want her again?

An Qian paused, and took off her clothes in silence.

"what are you doing?"

Bo Xiangcheng watched the woman put the black suit jacket on his lap.

"After wearing it for a while, it's still clean... right? Do you want more?"

Bo Xiangcheng frowned, the woman looked at her with red and swollen eyes, her pupils trembled slightly, a little cautious, as if she was afraid of being rejected, Bo Xiangcheng even felt that if he said no, the woman would cry.

He rolled his throat and nodded.

At the same time, he picked up the clothes and put them on her body, "Put them on now, and give them to me when you go home."

"Thank you." An Qian lowered her head and sniffed.

She and her grandma depended on each other for life. When she was a child, grandma protected her. Now, it's her turn to protect grandma.

In the butler's room in the old house of the Bo family.

After Zhao Fang heard what her son said, her first reaction was disbelief, "What nonsense are you talking about, kid? Why does she want to kill you? Now is a society ruled by law, and killing people will pay for their lives. She is now a young mistress, and she can't enjoy it enough. It must be talking about scaring you." As she spoke, her face turned a little ugly, "This is An Qian too, she is such a big person, why are you scaring you! It's a pheasant that has become a phoenix, and its tail is even bigger. Up to the sky?"

An Pengpeng was not comforted by his mother at all, thinking that the old woman in the hospital didn't know whether she was dead or alive, he seemed to have really caused a big disaster.

As soon as An Jincai entered the room, he saw the mother and son hugging, only heard the last sentence, and said: "What kind of tail is going to go up to the sky? Pengpeng, why are you going home now?"

Zhao Fang let go of her son and walked to her husband, "Are you saying it's funny? Pengpeng ran home and hugged me and cried, saying that her sister was going to kill him. I scolded him, but so did An Qian. It’s a bit ignorant to scare my younger brother with these words.”

An Jincai frowned, and looked at his son, "Did she really tell you that?"

An Pengpeng nodded, avoiding the seriousness and saying lightly: "I went to the hospital to see grandma today, and grandma fell ill without saying a word. My sister blamed me for being angry with grandma, saying that grandma would kill me if something happened to her."

"How can this be blamed on you?" Zhao Fang was angry and anxious. "This old man is so old and in poor health. It's normal to go there anytime. What are you doing?"

"How is your grandma now?" An Jincai said in a deep voice.

Zhao Fang took her husband's hand and said anxiously: "Husband, it's not our Pengpeng's fault. You know my mother's body. My Pengpeng kindly went to see her old man, and she is also a filial child."

An Jincai shook off his wife's hand, and looked at An Pengpeng with a gloomy face, "I asked you something, are you dumb?"

An Pengpeng was startled, and stammered: "No, I don't know."

An Jincai thought for a while, took out his cell phone, and called An Qian.

Unexpectedly, the phone was hung up in an instant, and he was about to get angry, when footsteps came from the door, he raised his head suddenly, and saw An Qian's eyes, red and swollen nose, wearing a nondescript black suit jacket, which she was wearing loose and long When she reached her calf, there was a pair of slippers under her feet.

Followed by a tall man, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, he immediately understood what happened to An Qian's clothes, stood up abruptly, and habitually shouted: "Master——"

Then she looked at her daughter and asked tentatively, "An Qian, how is your grandma?"

"Thanks to your son, I'm still in the intensive care unit." An Qian said with a cold face, then stared at An Pengpeng, "Get out of here!"

An Pengpeng looked at the young master staring at him gloomyly, and hid behind Zhao Fang in fright. He didn't expect the young master to come and put the clothes on An Qian. This kind of intimate behavior scared him , doesn't the young master not care about her?

Why……

An Qian sneered, "Okay, you're not coming, are you? I'll come!"

Zhao Fang immediately stood in front of her son like an old hen protecting her cubs, but unfortunately her son was taller and stronger than her, so he couldn't stop her, "An Qian! I heard from Pengpeng that he just went to see your grandma. What does being sick have to do with your brother!"

"Is it really that simple for him to go to see it?" An Qian looked at An Pengpeng, trembling with anger, "Are you embarrassed? Ma Baonan! What is hiding behind your mother? Now you know you are afraid? You know you are hiding?"

Zhao Fang is not even 1.6 meters tall, and she is also thin. She has curly hair with small waves of instant noodles. If An Pengpeng is a big tree that is growing vigorously, she is a dead tree next to her, and her frizzy instant noodles hair is more like dry. It's ridiculous that the dead tree has to protect the big tree that is much taller than her from the wind and rain.