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.

Jing Qiao indeed became much happier after Zhao Xiaole

no matter what, he wanted

had said to Jing Qiao earlier, "Yes, so I’ll let Zhao Xiaole take one to Bo Yuan to try,

project value of the file she had

Wow! Am I not a

it really could

playing, 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, someone would have

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

and face, came to eat, too tired and hungry to ask

saw the visiting noble from Song Family in Beijing unashamedly placing

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

Qiao sometimes frowning at him, then frowning

back, she reached out and

startled, looked towards Jing

when looking at Jing Qiao did his

moment, the emotion in his eyes was one of

pursed his lips, his eyes flickering,

eat anymore,"

tip of his chopstick. He had never

moment, looked at the nearly half-empty dishes in front of him, and said softly, "Then I’ll give my share to Uncle.

words would have their

her beloved nephew to think she was too fierce and unreasonable, so she could only explain, "Dear Xiaole,

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

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

was the case before, but now that he had reconciled with Su Lu, he would undoubtedly act spoiled to the

a stomach illness caused by grinding out, he never had any stomach problems. Since childhood as the eldest son of the Song

because of this... His digestive system hadn’t been toughened up, and without enduring hardships, it

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