Min Xin, a big man, is like having lovesickness. He wants to go to the Zhou family every day, but he feels inappropriate. He goes back and forth, and the number of people is reduced a lot...

On the contrary, Zhou Yu was well-raised and fat. Occasionally, Min Xin stared at him for half a day.

But he had no chance, because Zhou Yu would follow him now when he came out. Min Xin would just say a few words of concern even if he came up. After a long time, he couldn't help but feel anxious, but he felt sorry for Zhou Yu for having a child, so he sent all kinds of supplements and expensive products to the Zhou family.

Zhou’s mother thought Zhou Yu didn’t want it, but every time Zhou Yu looked at those things, she just said let it go and said nothing else.

Zhou's mother couldn't see her clearly either.

Later, Zhou's father pointed out: "She is much closer to Anxi's child, and this thought seems to have changed a lot."

Zhou's mother realized it and was still uneasy, afraid that Min Xin would take advantage of her shamelessly, so she followed her all the time, and Min Xin never had the chance to succeed.

He was unhappy every day and his face was dark, so Lao Wang's jokes were indispensable.

Gu Anxi also laughed at him and said he deserved it.

Min Xin became the humblest one for a moment, thinking all day long, and running over to stand guard in the middle of the night.

Gu Anxi just told Bo Xichen these things as jokes.

Bo Xichen has been discharged from the hospital, but he still has to raise him. Gu Anxi did some things for him. After doing it, she closed the computer and spoke quietly: "I heard that Bo Qing has already handled the matter over there."

Bo Xichen rubbed her hair: "I want to take over the Bo family."

The little creamer leaned obediently on his shoulder and whispered in a low voice: "I have arranged the Chu family."

Bo Xichen smiled, "I have too many things to worry about at such a young age."

She whistled.

He asked her again: "When did the Chu family fall into your hands?"

The little creamer in his arms raised his eyes and looked at him in surprise: "How did you know?"

Bo Xichen smiled, "You will know when you look."

He suddenly said, "I have a deep understanding of you... and can guess it by just a little guess."

The little creamer's face turned red: "What, shameless... I see you are as shameless as Min Xin."

"Why am I shameless? We have a certificate, and he is called harassment." Uncle Bo hugged her and pressed her chin against her intention: "I heard you are very unbearable these days."

"I have good things." She turned around and hugged his neck, "Do you still feel pain?"

Bo Xichen smiled and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Gu Anxi lay on his uninjured shoulder and whispered: "Uncle, will I go out with you in the future?"

He didn't say anything, and it took him a long time to whisper: "Anxi, we want a child, right?"

She opened her mouth wide, not understanding why he mentioned this. The atmosphere was so good. She still had many words of praise that she had not said, and he was destroying the atmosphere.

She didn't say anything, and he pinched her little face: "I thought I could have a baby after getting the certificate."

Gu Anxi stuttered: "It doesn't look like a hen laying an egg, it's a matter of giving birth if you want to. Look at Sister Zhou's belly, it seems to be quite hard."

You can't drive, you can't run around, you can hold a belly every day, it's so scary to think about it...

After a while, she probably knew what he was thinking and felt uncomfortable. She bit his shoulder like revenge: "No. We will rebirth when you retreat."

Bo Xichen smiled bitterly, "How old should I be?"

The little creamer hugged him and was very good at acting coquettish: "Aren't I your little baby?"

He glanced at her: "Then are you afraid that a child will take away your favor?"

His parents spoiled her as a child, and he was helpless. He was obviously a girl in her early 20s and was quite steady before, but since she was spoiled by her elders like this, she seemed to have been spoiled back to her teenage years...

"No!" She shook her head, "at least wait for the second uncle's matter to be over."

She whispered: "It's over for our wedding, okay?"

He said yes, then smiled gently, and rejoiced his baby...

It is like spring, and the lovely place is like winter.

Song Jiaren was slapped on the ground, and then she was furious and out of control: "Who gave you the right to do this? I never said that Bo Xichen would die."

"Senior Brother." Song Jiaren leaned on the sofa with red marks on her face, pitifully: "He brought back the things we had prepared carefully for two years, and I can't let him bring them back alive."

Sneerlessly sneered: ‘What about now?’

Song Jiaren had nothing to say: "He... ran away."
Chapter completed!