Her soft and frail body clung to her arms, which made her heart ache.
As a man and Lan Jiao's future husband, Bo Zhanye should have been tempted to appease her, but all he felt in his heart was resistance.
However, it would be too ruthless to push away the situation at this time? After all, it was he who accidentally forced her to give birth to Xiao Mo and ruined the woman's life. He owed her both emotional and rational reasons.
"Daddy!" When Bo Zhan was in trouble that night, Bo Xiaomo sat up on the bed like a thunderbolt, with a pale face:
"Nightmare, afraid..."
Bo Zhanye pushed Lan Jiao away immediately, walked over and took the child into his arms, comforting him softly: "Don't be afraid, it's just a dream."
Bo Xiaomo sobbed twice and grabbed his clothes, refusing to let go.
How could Lan Jiao not understand that Bo Zhanye used Xiao Mo's appearance as an excuse! It's a pity that he didn't want her in his heart, so it would be too embarrassing for her to force her to stay.
She picked up her clothes and said, "Zhan Ye, take care of Xiao Mo. I'll go back to the room first."
"Yeah." Bo Zhanye watched her lonely figure leave, feeling faintly guilty in his heart.
But he didn't understand why he couldn't react to her anymore.
After Lan Jiao's footsteps disappeared, Bo Zhanye stood up and closed the door, looking at Bo Xiaomo with unusually deep eyes: "Why don't you get close to her?"
Bo Xiaomo: "Because she doesn't smell like mommy!"
Bo Zhanye: "..."
Does Lan Xixi have it?
What logic!
But at least the little guy helped him out, so he didn't go into details.
Morning.
Lan Jiao prepared a rich breakfast very early, with everything from Chinese to Western styles.
They say that if you want to tie up a man's heart, you must first tie up his stomach. She will definitely not let Lan Xixi cook for Bo Zhanye!
Seeing Bo Zhanye and Bo Xiaomo coming downstairs, she immediately raised a smile: "Zhanye, Xiaomo, good morning, come over for breakfast."
Bo Xiaomo glanced at the food, and his face was not happy: "I want to eat what auntie made."
Lan Jiao was furious. She had worked hard all morning, and this was what she got? Damn that damn girl!
"Xiao Mo, you can't be rude." Bo Zhanye said in a low voice. He would not be partial when it came to educating children.
Bo Xiaomo said "Oh" and walked over and sat down obediently.
Lan Jiao just suppressed the anger in her heart and tried to force out a smile: "Zhan Ye, it's okay. Children are naive. Maybe I didn't do as well as my sister. I'll ask my sister for advice later."
Bo Zhanye hummed softly, walked over and sat down.
The breakfast was very rich, comparable to that of some star-rated restaurants, but for some reason, Bo Zhanye's taste was missing in his mouth. He couldn't help but think of the breakfast he made at Lan Xixi in the apartment that day. It was full, satisfying and enjoyable.
.
It's a taste that's hard to put into words. If you really want to describe it, it would be: right in your mouth and right in your heart.
'despair.'
"Morning." At this time, Lan Xixi happened to come down from upstairs.
A simple high-waisted white sweatshirt, washed jeans, and casual white shoes make you look like a young girl, beautiful and energetic.
The food she makes is delicious and satisfying.
Damn, what was he thinking?
Bo Zhanye put away his eyes and continued to eat in an elegant and dignified manner.
Lan Jiao did not miss the way he looked at Lan Xixi just now. It was something she had never seen before. Her hand holding the chopsticks tightened: "Xixi, come here for breakfast."
While talking, she made breakfast for Bo Zhanye, who was gentle and virtuous, just like a wife.
When Lan Xixi saw a large table of delicious food, she was surprised and said, "Oh my God, is this a breakfast restaurant moved to your home?"
Lan Jiao was proud that she was beautiful and good at cooking, and one day she would win Bo Zhanye's heart.