Bo Xichen lowered his eyes and looked at her little face, "Serious?"

Gu Anxi's little hand was placed in his heart: "Lying will be seen."

She raised her eyes again and asked him a little bit badly: "Is there any?"

"No." Uncle Bo raised his body to the back and hummed softly: "Isn't it just one of those people, it's not worth being jealous of such things."

The expression he spoke became more and more strange the more he spoke, and then he looked down at her little hand.

After a while, he spoke in a hoarse voice: "Anxi, are you intentionally unable to get along with me?"

She lay in his arms and smiled, and his little hand was pulled out by him, so she lay on his shoulder and laughed at him. When did Uncle Bo feel so embarrassed, so he picked her up with a cruel heart.

Gu Anxi hurriedly hugged his neck: "Uncle."

Bo Xichen hummed softly: "I know I'm afraid."

She hugged him and acted coquettishly and praised him. She knew the best what he liked to hear.

However, she was not afraid, mainly because she knew he would be responsible...

Late at night, Bo Xichen looked at his little wife beside him, then lifted the quilt and got up and went to the nursery room next door.

The Bo family naturally had the conditions to invite ten or eight people to take care of the baby, but Mrs. Bo was willing to do it herself, and Mrs. Bo was also willing to take care of two or two children, so the whole family actually lived in the orchid room.

When Bo Xichen passed by, Old Man Bo was sleeping on the sofa. He was so old that he had his beard pulled and had not repaired it. He was sleeping with his clothes. He was covered with a wool blanket and his mouth was open, but his expression was quite like that.

The two little babies woke up and their faces were red when they cried. They must be hungry and had peeed their pants.

Mrs. Bo was coaxing her. After changing her diapers, she was wondering if she wanted to make milk powder for the two little babies. At this time, Bo Xichen came over. Mrs. Bo's long hair was hanging down, describing her a bit embarrassed. She didn't raise her eyes and just said in distress: "Xichen, why don't we make some milk powder for you."

Bo Xichen smiled and helped his mother get the two children ready. After he got it done, he smiled: "No, I'll take it over and feed Anxi."

Mrs. Bo hesitated for a moment and agreed: "That's OK."

Bo Xichen took the two babies away with one hand. Mrs. Bo looked at her son's relaxed look and couldn't help but smile: "Bo Xin and An An still listen to you. Look at you, they will stop crying when you come."

"I'm crying, the child is crying again?" At this moment, Mr. Bo suddenly sat up, his eyes curled up like sleepwalking: "Which baby is making trouble again? Let the great-grandfather hug him, and he won't cry after he hugs."

Mrs. Bo was speechless, "No, Xichen took it away."

She looked at the old man's sleepy look and couldn't help but say, "It's too late, you'd better go back to sleep."

The old man felt that he had received the affirmation of his daughter-in-law, so he immediately patted his heart and promised: "I am in good health and can stand it."

Mrs. Bo was speechless and coughed lightly: "I'm afraid you will scare the two children."

Mr. Bo was hit and touched the bathroom and looked at him in the mirror. He looked left and right and looked at him. He was all handsome and so energetic. I remember that the little girl who liked him back then lined up from the east of the city to the west of the city. Nian Yao's wife despised him all day long.

It must be because she didn't want him to find a wife, so she deliberately stimulated him. She said this on purpose, so she must be.

After Mr. Bo made his own achievements, his confidence became more and more intense. After walking out, he looked at the empty baby room and asked Mrs. Bo: "Is the child taken away? Will he still be hugged back?"

Mrs. Bo was packing her things and said deliberately: "It's probably just sleeping in Xichen."

Mr. Bo suddenly became ill and murmured in a low voice: "You can send it back after feeding."

He stretched: "If I don't come back, I'll go back to sleep with myself... It's still comfortable to have a big bed. I really can't stand the old bones on the sofa."

After saying that, he stretched his waist and explained to Lin Yun more or less: "You go to bed earlier, these two little guys have to mess with me. I looked like that little boy. Xichen didn't make such a fuss when he was a child."

Mrs. Bo's voice softly: "No matter how much trouble you are, you are obviously very obedient."

Old Master Bo scratched his head, then smiled, agreeing very much.

When he went back, Mrs. Bo cleaned up the place again, and went to Bo Xichen's side. When he arrived in the living room, Bo Xichen walked out of the bedroom. She asked softly: "Did the baby eat it? Is it enough? If not enough, make some milk powder."

Anxi is really thin. She is always afraid that the babies will not eat enough, and she is also afraid that the babies will suck Anxi dry.

Who can understand this heart of being a mother and grandma?

Bo Xichen smiled slightly: "I'm full and sleeping with Anxi."

He wanted his mother to go back to sleep first, but he thought about it and personally sent Mrs. Bo back.

In early autumn, it is very cool at night. Walking on the quiet path, you can hear the rustling sound of leaves being blown by the wind.

Bo Xichen was going back to Jiangcheng in less than two days, so Mrs. Bo naturally gave a lot of explanations. Bo Xichen listened one by one, and then whispered: "When I go back, you should also be careful of your health. I transferred four accompanying staff from the obstetrics department of the hospital, and they were here until I came back. You should not be on the night, it was too hard."

Mrs. Bo gently patted the back of her son's hand and smiled: "I can still hold on. Isn't I afraid that Anxi will not get used to it? She is used to being with me and is not very used to taking care of others."

Bo Xichen put one hand on his mother's shoulder and smiled: "It's Anxi's meaning, of course I thought so before."

Mrs. Bo stopped and looked up at her son under the tree. Bo Xichen stood there, smiling.

Mrs. Bo looked at it for a while and let out a long sigh: "Okay."

The two walked forward together and said something from time to time. Mrs. Bo naturally had some things to tell her son to bring to her husband. When she arrived at her residence, she stopped, "Okay, Xichen, go back soon."

Bo Xichen did not leave immediately and stood still. It seemed that he had thought for a long time before he gently hugged his mother and said thank you softly.

Mrs. Bo's eyes were slightly wet, and she patted her son's back: "Silly, what are you grateful for?"

She took two steps back, "Xi Chen, I am so happy to see you so happy."

When she got married, she did not get love. Even if she had it later, she was a pity for the early stage of her newlyweds. Her son obeyed her wishes and found a girl she liked to marry.

Bo Xichen smiled slightly, and kept watching his mother enter the bedroom before leaving.

When he returned to his residence, he saw that it was almost time. Under the dizzy light, he thought about his all kinds of troubles tonight and couldn't help but caress his forehead and smiled.

Walking into the bedroom, Anxi slept on the left side of the bed, and she placed the two children in the middle, and there was about one meter away on the right.

He went to wash his hands, lay down gently beside them, and reached out to carefully cover her with the thin quilt. The two children were wearing sleeping bags and looking at them.

He took turns looking at the child, reluctant to close his eyes...

Bo Xin is more like him, while An An is more like his mother, especially his eyebrows and eyes. He is like a little Anxi, and no wonder his mother always stares at An An...
Chapter completed!