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

Chapter 568

Chapter 568: Chapter 568

"If I don’t go out and buy it, should I order takeout?" Song Boyuan originally planned to go out and buy something to eat, something she liked.

But Jing Qiao hugged him, not letting him leave.

He could only suggest another option.

But Jing Qiao pouted coyly in his arms and shook her head.

"Takeout, no?"

"Um."

"Then should I have someone bring over a chef?"

Jing Qiao shook her head again, "No."

From the sound of her voice, Song Boyuan could almost hear her pouting.

He slightly curled the corners of his mouth, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Then, shall I cook?"

Jing Qiao suddenly looked up, blinking as she looked at him, "Can you?"

"If you don’t mind it being a bit bland, I guess I can," said Song Boyuan.

Jing Qiao hesitated again, "... Is it really bad?"

Her appearance actually ignited Song Boyuan’s competitive spirit.

He gently pecked her on the nose, "Of course it won’t be as delicious as your cooking, but no complaints allowed."

"Okay." Jing Qiao nodded, "Then I’ll watch you cook."

"Don’t watch. A master chef watching an apprentice cook," Song Boyuan looked into her eyes, "might make the apprentice too nervous and cut his hand."

This comment made Jing Qiao laugh.

Jing Qiao nodded, "Then you go, If I don’t watch, will that do?"

draw you a bath, and it’ll be just ready for

composure, making him appear cool and

understood him well, so she was very

a bath on an empty stomach wasn’t good

it being bad for her body just this once

Boyuan turned on the

coated glass, so they could see

Beautiful as it was...

for a while and began

truly unbearable, especially since she was

to wait until Song Boyuan

and scare the young master, so she obediently got up, wrapped herself in a bathrobe,

were faint sounds

her first time in Song Boyuan’s house, the lake-view duplex penthouse, probably bought new after her accident. Everything

Qiao approached the kitchen, the sounds from

were... sounds of

Qiao tiptoed, cautiously peeking

head bowed as he struggled with the vegetables on the cutting board, his neck and shoulders forming a curved

the kitchen, even when wearing an apron, he still managed to

was not hard to see that he

anything he did, whether it was something he was disinterested in and wouldn’t start, or, once he started—marriage

his own subjective desires, once he agreed and began, he took it seriously

Qiao stood at the doorway and saw him take out a handful of

considered her in designing all the kitchens in his houses, so he equipped them fully with everything from large appliances like dishwashers,

kitchen scale

was so meticulous that he used a kitchen scale to measure

burst into laughter at

hundred grams of noodles and put them into the

continued to chop vegetables rigorously and methodically.

his methodical approach, the young master’s knife skills were lacking, and it wasn’t

realized from his busy silhouette that he had cut himself since he didn’t react dramatically by pulling back his hand or dropping the knife,

merely paused his chopping briefly, then reached over to the sink, turned on the tap to rinse his hand, closed the tap, and pressed his thumb against the cut on his forefinger while continuing to hold the ingredient with his middle finger, ring finger, and pinky

well, even though his

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