His attitude and aura are completely different from those of the usual kings who command life and death.
Everyone was surprised.
He is actually the child of Master Jiu!
No wonder she looks cute and delicate at first sight.
However, business matters were important, so everyone stopped gossiping and continued to observe the rescue situation.
Bo Zhanye walked out of the temporary tent with his child in his arms and found a place to sit down in a relatively quiet corner:
"Why are your eyes red?"
Bo Xiaomo looked at him, his voice choked: "I dreamed that you fell into a pit and were buried alive."
As he said this, there was a 'pop' sound and another string of tears fell.
Bo Zhanye: "..."
How could such a strong son cry like this and make a fuss over a dream in the middle of the night?
The softness in his heart was struck, and he raised his hand to wipe the tears on his little face:
"The dream is reversed, which means that daddy will be very good and healthy."
"Really? Auntie said exactly what you said."
Lanxixi?
Bo Zhanye glanced at her and didn't see her figure, his eyes dimmed: "Did you do it yourself?"
"No, Auntie is waiting for me outside. Auntie is also worried about you. Do you want to go out and meet Auntie?" Bo Xiaomo asked innocently.
Even though I had no hope for the two of them before, my subconscious mind was still trying to match them up.
Bo Zhanye naturally didn't believe that Lan Xixi was worried about him, but he did want to leave his son in Lan Xixi's hands. He stood up with a slender figure:
"Then don't cry anymore? Just go back to sleep. This is not the place for you to stay."
"No, I want to sleep next to you tonight." Bo Xiaomo's illness relapsed, and no one could convince him that he wanted to sleep next to Bo Zhan at night.
Bo Zhanye: "...obediently, you have also seen the news. Daddy has something very important to do tonight."
"You do your thing, and I'll be watching you."
"..."
You brat, I can't criticize you, I can't chase you away, I'm really in trouble.
Bo Xilang came over at this moment:
"Uncle Jiu, children are always fragile, not to mention Xiao Mo's dependence on you. Please let him stay with you. I will go out to meet Xixi and rent a room with her nearby."
Open house.
The two words passed by his ears, and the scene of the two of them having sex in the hotel room flashed subconsciously in Bo Zhanye's mind, and he narrowed his eyes:
"No, it's dangerous for Xiao Mo to stay here. I'll send him there and you can go in and take command."
Then, without waiting for Bo Xilang to refuse, he picked up Xiao Mo and strode out.
Bo Xilang stared at his tall and slender figure, with a meaningful arc at the corner of his mouth.
Does Uncle Jiu care? Or is he really worried about Xiao Mo?
...
Lan Xixi stood outside for a long time. The night wind was a bit cold. She folded her arms and rubbed them, and her little hands were cold.
"Daddy, I really don't want to leave, I want you to sleep with me." Bo Xiaomo's voice sounded behind him.
Lan Xixi turned around and saw a tall man coming out with a child under bright lights.
Even though his clothes are messy and there is a tiny amount of dust on his face, his temperament remains intact and he even looks more mature.
She quickly moved her eyes away and her gaze fell on Bo Xiaomo's face:
"Xiao Mo, my dear, your dad has something very important to do. Can you go back with your aunt first?"
"No, I'm afraid. I'm afraid that once I leave, that dream will come true." Bo Xiaomo was persistent and stubborn.
Lan Xixi: "..."
She understands that what children need most when they have nightmares is family affection. Once, Yaya had to hold her ears to fall asleep.
At this moment, he didn't know how to comfort him.
Bo Zhanye said at this moment: "I'll open a room next to you and wait until you fall asleep before leaving, okay?"