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

Chapter 566: Chapter 566

Su Lu felt very sweet inside, and right after, she mercilessly directed Bo Jingshen to pick three baskets of tangerines, saying they were to take back home for her mom and Brother Xun, and their family’s Xiao Le would also have one basket.

“You were just loving me a second ago,” Bo Jingshen muttered while picking.

Su Lu laughed, “I am loving you this second too, I love you every second, but that doesn’t stop me from bossing you around. This is probably the true essence of marriage, right? Hurry, hurry! Pick faster before it gets dark.”

Bo Jingshen grunted as he used gardening shears to cut the tangerines from the branches.

When he arrived at the farmhouse with three baskets of tangerines, he coincidentally met Song Boyuan who was grunting as he carried three baskets of grapes into the farmhouse.

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes sharing a silent camaraderie.

It seems that the guy who was previously kissing his wife under the grape trellis inevitably became a grape-picking worker.

Oh, women.

They sugar-coat everything, enslaving them, and yet they tirelessly enjoy it, finding it sweet.

Heroes appreciate heroes, it seems.

Meanwhile, Su Lu and Jing Qiao had already successfully met up in the RV.

“I had your brother pick three baskets of tangerines to distribute to the family.”

“Oh? I just had Xiao Song pick a few baskets of grapes.”

They looked at each other and laughed.

A moment later, Su Lu coughed lightly, “Alright, let’s change our clothes and head down. We’ve got to pamper them a bit, or else they might blow up soon.”

for you all to try,”

be better to try the local cuisine, considering they were here, and also to test the dishes for the resort Song

full

was quite strong in flavor, a

and sweating profusely, it

really seems somewhat effective, or maybe it’s just placebo,”

it’s effective, we should come to soak more often. Even if it’s just placebo, the food here is delicious, the fruits are tasty, and

in response, looking

was lowering, with

indeed felt comfortable and the mood was

don’t think we need Xiao Song’s telescope, we can see just fine with our naked eyes,” Su Lu said, looking up, “So many stars, so

Xiao Le

again next time,”

folding lounge chairs, with a charcoal fire in front and a small fire roasting

Su Lu had

was clear that Song Boyuan would absolutely not allow the waste of his wife’s efforts, so no matter what, he was going

man of few words, so they didn’t talk

quite fortunate—in such a quiet and

and then softly said, “Looking

Lu made a

turned his head toward

somewhat tense, probably because the word “regret” in Jing Qiao’s statement directly provoked his nerves, causing him to tense

so she gently pinched his long, soft fingers, “Not regretting making up with

ability to speak, “Do you

raised her hand, taking off the string of beads from her wrist. She had always

to… conceal the hideous scar on