After Being Reborn, The Sick and Tender Lord Always Rips Off My Vest

95

"This is the noble little princess." Bo Jinye said.

An Sheng smiled, "I want to have a son."

"If I'm afraid of pain, I won't give birth."

Bo Jinye put on her shoes, hugged her, and her voice was gentle and indulgent, "Not to mention having a son, not having a child."

"Sheng Sheng lays a golden egg, and I will hatch it myself."

An Sheng gently kicked him, "What nonsense!"

The man smiled happily, adjusted An Sheng's skirt, and helped her go downstairs with her handbag.

The car was parked at the door, Bo Xiyuan leaned against the car and was opening the mint candy box, "Do you want one?"

An Sheng took one, "Hey? Isn't Tian Ze driving? You're not home with Time Delay."

Bo Xiyuan's face tightened and his eyelashes drooped, "He is much better, so I don't need to watch all the time."

"I've always been driving in this kind of situation. Tian Ze has no experience, so he won't be allowed to go."

An Sheng snorted and looked at him with a smile, "Xi Yuan has also lost a lot of weight recently, so it can be seen that the delay is a grinder."

Bo Xiyuan coughed a few times, "Let's go."

Bo Jinye opened the car door for An Sheng, and Shi Lai hurried out of the living room, "Hey, wait."

The three looked over, and the delay held a tie in his hand, "Xi Yuan, you changed this one."

"I've worn a tie." Bo Xiyuan said subconsciously.

The time delay has come to him, he raised his hand to untie it for the man, Bo Xiyuan leaned down slightly to make it easier for him to move.

"I know, but the colors don't match. I used to follow Mr. Bo when he attended the banquet. I'm really worried." Shi Yan sighed.

"Otherwise, should I go too? Mr. Bo is on the cusp of Luo Shengsuo this time, so he probably wants to chat with Mr. Bo. I have work to do when I go."

Before Bo Jinye could speak, Bo Xiyuan immediately refused, "No way."

"Qixing will pass, you don't have to worry about these, you just stay at home."

Time delay smiled lightly, his eyes were confusing, and he exerted a little force on the man's tie, and Bo Xiyuan had to bend down again to let him move.

The two were very close, so close that the light fragrance of Time Delay stirred Bo Xiyuan's nerves.

It is a very ordinary body wash and laundry detergent fragrance, but on Time Delay, it has become like a poison that confuses Bo Xiyuan.

Addicted him, let him sink.

Almost turned their faces, and the lips of the two could kiss.

While listening to the turbulent breathing that Bo Xiyuan forcibly suppressed, the delay spoke to him in a low voice.

An Sheng was lying on the car window, watching with interest.

If the delay is really a blockbuster, if the delay comes to **** Bo Jinye with her, maybe she is not an opponent.

The car window suddenly rose slowly, and An Sheng had to leave to avoid his face being stuck. Looking back, it was Bo Jinye who was at fault.

"Why?" An Sheng wanted to press down the car window.

Bo Jinye took the man back into his arms and kissed the red lips, "What's so beautiful."

"Shengsheng might as well look at me."

"Sheng Sheng hasn't seen me for a long time, and I haven't seen Sheng Sheng for a long time."

The man spoke affectionately and pitifully.

An Sheng leaned in his arms, "Don't we meet every day?"

"That's Ah Ye, and it's not Bo Jinye. Bo Jinye and An Sheng have not seen each other for four years." The man lowered his voice with a bit of anguish.

An Sheng's heart softened, "Okay, why are you talking about this?"

"Are you really afraid of my divorce? Actually, I just wanted to scare you that day."

"Since I've been waiting for four years, according to my An Sheng's temperament, how can I let go and leave without any results."

Bo Jinye hugged the person silently and kissed again.

Recalling his previous life, what he disliked the most was An Sheng's scheming, such a strong force.

But now, he is extremely fortunate that An Sheng has such a character.

If not, then the divorce agreement of the day will be true.

If not, An Sheng was extremely frustrated with himself that day, and there was probably no room for improvement.

In the end, he owes An Sheng a lot, and now she wants her to coax him.

Bo Jinye kissed warmly, the sound of water gradually rose, and the woman's exquisite body fell into the man's wanton palm.

The wrap skirt made it more convenient for Bo Jinye to feel An Sheng's curves.

"Mr. Bo, you have eaten all your lipstick." An Sheng complained half-truth.

She pouted her red lips that were covered with a layer of water.

Bo Jinye smiled lowly, carefully wiped An Sheng with a tissue, then opened her handbag to find the lipstick, "Is this one."

"Yeah." An Sheng was as lazy as an expensive cat, reclining in the man's arms and asking him to touch up his makeup.

It was the first time for Bo Jinye to do this kind of thing. He was nervous and serious. After fixing it, he frowned and felt bad again, "Isn't it not good-looking?"

An Sheng took a picture with his phone.

Mr. Thin's lipstick is too thick, but it's not good.

"It's beautiful." An Sheng smiled comfortingly, put away the lipstick, sipped it himself, and wiped Bo Jinye's lips with a wet tissue.

And then aligned and kissed.

The excess lipstick smeared on Mr. Bo's lips, and An Sheng used his fingertips to spread it evenly.

It's not abrupt. It's normal for men to wear makeup on important occasions, otherwise it won't look good under the lights or in the lens.

"Okay." An Sheng nodded in satisfaction, and hurriedly looked out the car window.

It's a pity that the delay has already tied Bo Xiyuan back.

An Sheng sighed.

I began to expect Bo Xiyuan to take the bait later.

She also wanted to see more ways to catch beauty delays.

Bo Xiyuan's earlobe was slightly warm and he got into the car, his face was as cold as ever, and he couldn't see his emotions, but he couldn't help but want to touch his tie.

The banquet was held in the hotel, and Qi Xing had already arrived for a while, waiting for Bo Jinye outside.

Qiao Yunduo straightened his back and stood half a step behind him, enduring the pain in his feet, with a sweet smile on his face, playing an excellent tool man.

When Qi Xing was going out, he naturally had to take Qiao Yunduo with him.

Qiao Yunduo couldn't refuse, so she had to call Yulin to make up for the common sense of the dinner party.

He was wearing a dress he had never seen before, standing beside Qi Xing.

On the surface, the eyebrows are curved, but in fact, he secretly gritted his teeth.

Qixing! when! Can be transferred!

Taking into account Qiao Yunduo's situation, the long dress chosen by Qi Xing is more casual and comfortable, with a light and sweet style.

Not grand, less confinement.

When I'm tired, I can take off my shoes for a while, but I can't see the length of the skirt anyway.

Qi Xing finished dealing with a wave of people, and looked back at the little girl beside him, with a smile on his face, "Sure enough, wearing a beautiful dress, you are in a good mood, right?"

"Look at you smiling."

Qiao Yunduo took a deep breath, "I came out to a banquet, not a funeral."

"Besides, if I cry and lose my face, I will lose Bo's face."

Qi Xing pulled the man into his arms in dissatisfaction, "What does it have to do with the Bo family?"

"be mine."

The young man put his arms around the little girl's waist, "Let's lean on me, and I won't eat you."

"Idiot, you can save your energy by leaning in my arms, you know?"