"Of course, I am the most kind-hearted and naive person, and I can never act.
Are you just going out to buy dinner for me? Thank you Brother Ye, you are so kind."
She reached out to take it.
Bo Zhanye gently patted her hand away with a serious look on his face: "If you care about other people preparing for pregnancy, I thought you weren't hungry."
Lan Xixi's mouth twitched: "..."
He cares too much!
"Well...I don't care about Lan Jiao and Bo Shao getting pregnant, but Lan Jiao..." messing around with other men.
The next words stopped abruptly before he could say them.
Since she had promised Lan Jiao at that time, she would not say it without principle.
"I think Lan Jiao had an abortion before, and it usually takes half a year to get pregnant. Now she is pregnant for status and fame, and she does not put the baby's health or her own body first.
She still owes me a life, and I don’t want her to die so soon.”
The words are clear, powerful and well-founded.
Bo Zhanye raised his eyebrows, his eyes as deep and dark as the sea locked on her: "Is that just that?"
Lan Xixi nodded: "Otherwise? You don't think I care about Bo Xilang, do you? Let's not say that I don't have that intention, let's just say... We are tall, handsome and perfect, Master Jiu who has fascinated hundreds of millions of women.
Uncle, when did you lose even this little confidence?"
Bo Zhanye was asked.
If you think about it briefly, there is no comparison between Bo Xilang and him. What does he care about?
Not wanting to continue this conversation, he picked up the porridge, took a spoonful of it and put it to her mouth: "Drink the porridge."
Lan Xixi suddenly smiled.
Man, sometimes explanations are useless, this method is more practical!
...
the next day.
Zhao Xinlan's friends arrived at the villa one after another. Lan Xixi originally wanted to go back in the morning, but Bo Zhanye forced her to stay in the hospital until the afternoon. He even sent Xiao Ziyu to watch over her and did not come to pick her up until the afternoon.
"Are you angry?" Bo Zhanye saw her depressed look and reached out to rub her little hands.
Lan Xixi answered truthfully: "Yes. It's the first time for auntie to let her friends come to the Imperial City to play. As juniors, we should take care of them immediately and help take care of them. It's very rude for you to let me lie in the hospital for a day. They must feel that in their hearts
I don't respect them and despise them."
Bo Zhanye smiled: "No one thinks that way. Don't you believe that I will dig out their hearts and brains and show you?"
Lan Xixi: “!!!”
"Where can I find someone like you? I don't want to talk to you."
She turned her head away, looked out the car window, and gave him a slap on the back of her head.
The small figure and back are very cute, like a coquettish and willful child.
The corners of Bo Zhanye's lips raised, his smile was deep and gentle:
"Xiaoxi, thank you very much for caring about my mother and considering her and her friends' feelings. And thank you for worrying about these things before you were married.
I just hope you get some more rest, as the sequelae of this may not be easy to cure."
Lanxixi is heard in the ears and warm in the heart.
When other men encounter similar things, they will only criticize the woman for not doing enough or not being good enough, or even blame the woman for getting sick at this time. It is good that he can be so careful and considerate.
but......
From the previous words, why does it appear that she is too proactive? She has already put herself in the position of a wife and daughter-in-law to deal with this kind of thing?
Her little face flushed: "I only promised auntie that I would help, that's why I care so much!"
Bo Zhanye turned his face and looked at her: "So, am I overthinking it?"