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.

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

no matter what, he wanted to keep Zhao Xiaole

so I’ll let Zhao Xiaole take one to Bo Yuan to try, maybe uncle will feel like building

thought about the project value of the file she had

Wow! Am I not

price, it really could

tired from playing, came to eat after Jing Qiao had prepared the meal, though it wasn’t

Jing Qiao, the rest were

eat, too tired and hungry to ask

noble from Song Family in Beijing unashamedly placing the dishes made

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

was only Jing Qiao sometimes frowning at him, then

hold back, she reached out and held his

Yuan startled, looked towards Jing

Jing Qiao did his gaze show

moment, the emotion in his eyes was one of

Yuan gently pursed his lips, his eyes

eat anymore,"

and looked somewhat at a loss as he bit the tip of his chopstick. He had never seen his

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

who heard Zhao Xiaole’s words would have their

explain, "Dear Xiaole, you eat yours. It’s not because there

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

previous social engagements and such, had damaged his stomach, which was quite delicate and had to be well cared for; otherwise, his stomach would become temperamental, and him being stubborn, he

now that he had reconciled with Su

childhood as the eldest son of the Song Family, not to mention other things, his life was very refined, even having nutritionists and specialized chefs in

because of this... His digestive system hadn’t been toughened

damage; Bo Yuan was too coddled due to lack of