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

Chapter 452: Chapter 452

What else could it be for?

He married a woman with excellent culinary skills, and equally great baking talents.

Song Boyuan used to eat just for the sake of eating, but after being with Jing Qiao, he gradually became spoiled by her and began to look forward to all kinds of food.

Having never had any expectations or passion for food before, he was not picky at all and liked everything Jing Qiao made, not fussing over whether it was a dessert or something else.

After quietly finishing two raspberry mousses, Song Boyuan nonchalantly scooped a spoonful of Zhao Xiaole’s coconut cake to try, and finding it delicious, scooped another.

Zhao Xiaole was a child very willing to share. Seeing his uncle enjoyed it, he grinned and proudly offered, "Uncle, is mine tastier? Have some more!"

Then he pushed his cake to the center of the table.

Because Song Boyuan was emotionally detached and indifferent, he didn’t feel embarrassed about sharing the coconut cake with Zhao Xiaole without any psychological pressure.

When he tried to share his raspberry mousse with Zhao Xiaole, the child refused, "I don’t like this flavor, Uncle. You eat it."

A faint flicker passed through Song Boyuan’s eyes. He stored the remaining two pieces of mousse in the fridge, planning to savor them slowly tonight.

Then he turned to Zhao Xiaole, "Let’s buy a few more sets of Lego tomorrow, you like them, and we can put them together slowly."

"Wow, Uncle, you’re the best!" Zhao Xiaole was overjoyed.

Jing Qiao witnessed the whole process, and was utterly... incredulous.

Zhao Xiaole, worn out from playing, nestled into Song Boyuan’s arms and fell asleep.

Jing Qiao spoke softly, "Put him in bed."

carried the child into his own room, gently placed

knew that Song Boyuan was a bit... not sure if it was germophobia or OCD, but he couldn’t

Jing Qiao was

to her bed, but instead, he had taken Zhao Xiaole to his own, and it seemed to Jing Qiao that Song Boyuan found nothing inappropriate or uncomfortable about

Qiao then had a chance to take a good look around Song Boyuan’s room,

TV remote along with bottled water on the bedside table to the left, and an eye mask and eye drops to the

pass him the eye mask and eye drops, or he had to reach over her to get them. Having bottled water and the charger and remote together was also unwise, because if the water spilled, he’d be in

had spilled water before, but afterward, he still

asked him many times, he slowly told her that he did it on purpose. He liked reaching over her, extending his hand for the eye mask and

indeed, not letting any opportunity to benefit himself

was still doing

lingered on the items on the bedside table, getting slightly lost in thought, before eventually

Jing Qiao’s pupils contracted.

medicine, not a health supplement or a general

It was... psychiatric medication.

hospital for quite some time, the style of that medicine bottle was almost etched in her

Boyuan said,

the exit, then suddenly, as

open a drawer, and took out

back to reality and, therefore, didn’t reach out to take it for

want it, Song Boyuan grabbed her hand and placed the envelope in it. "If you don’t want to

senses and looked down to see the beautifully designed envelope in her hand. The logo printed on it was that of a quite

Two tickets.

even thinking, she could guess that Song Boyuan had prepared these two tickets intending

thought her hesitation was a rejection, so

felt inferior about

realizing Song Boyuan’s intentions and his concession, Jing Qiao still felt a

few seconds of silence, she said, "Your sister-in-law might... not be fond of