Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant! by White Moon Lake

Chapter 442: Chapter 442

Su Lu almost laughed out loud.

deer: It was Zhao Xiaole who fought for that chance for you, it was clearly you who didn’t teach him well, yet you ended up teaching him to manipulate Bo Yuan?

Bambi: Hey, so the scheme worked? Bo Yuan, just that?

Su Lu smiled slightly, thought about it, and then handed over the remaining bottle she held to Bo Yuan.

It was originally brought for Zhao Xiaole, but seeing Zhao Xiaole wildly playing in the ball pit with other kids, presumably he wouldn’t have time to come up and eat anytime soon, so she simply handed it to Bo Yuan.

Bo Yuan looked up at her and without rejecting, took it, "Thank you."

He had a kind of... cold politeness that seemed ingrained in his bones.

It was politeness, but it could stretch the distance between them instantly.

Su Lu was somewhat impressed by Jing Qiao, how had she managed to thaw such a block of ice?

It must take a heartful of passionate dedication, warmth day and night, to melt it, right?

After experiencing such warmth, no matter who it was, it would be difficult for anyone to easily let go of such warmth; no wonder Bo Yuan relentlessly pursued Jing Qiao.

As for Bo Yuan really wanting to see Jing Qiao dance again, but then setting up this ball pit, letting Zhao Xiaole first play his fill there, and later planning to take him to the public hot spring area.

It seemed like he was in no rush at all.

Even Jing Qiao once thought they should hurry up and teach Zhao Xiaole.

But Bo Yuan wasn’t in a hurry.

Su Lu thought, perhaps because he, even though eager to see Jing Qiao dance again, was afraid that she might suddenly become exhausted.

also be because he felt that Jing Qiao indeed became much happier after Zhao Xiaole

no matter what, he wanted to keep

Qiao earlier, "Yes, so I’ll let Zhao Xiaole take one to Bo Yuan to try, maybe uncle will feel

value of the

thought: Wow! Am I

price, it really

came to eat after Jing Qiao had prepared the meal, though it wasn’t all prepared by her; if she had truly been that busy,

only a few dishes were prepared by Jing Qiao, the rest were signature

eat, too tired and hungry to ask which dishes were made by his aunt; all tasted good and

visiting noble from

stormily, though from his slow and elegant manner of eating, it really wasn’t apparent

only Jing Qiao sometimes frowning at

unable to hold back, she reached out

looked towards

phoenix-shaped eyes, only when looking at Jing Qiao did

the emotion in

gently pursed his lips, his eyes flickering,

shouldn’t eat anymore," Jing Qiao

looked somewhat at a loss as he bit the tip of his chopstick. He had never seen his gentle aunt show such a stern side, so he asked uncertainly, "Why can’t Uncle

half-empty dishes in front of him, and said softly, "Then I’ll give my share

have their anger dissipated, and so

think she was too fierce and unreasonable, so she could only explain, "Dear Xiaole, you eat yours. It’s not because there isn’t enough, but he feels

a little adult, "Then you can’t eat anymore. My dad is like that too, he gets uncomfortable if he eats too much, and

previous social engagements and such, had damaged his stomach, which was quite delicate and had to be well cared for; otherwise, his

had

son of the Song Family, not to mention other things, his life was very refined, even having nutritionists

been toughened up, and without enduring hardships, it

was one extreme, over-grinded to damage; Bo Yuan was too coddled