Bo Lixiao looked at his back, smiled again and again, and looked at the people present:
"What are you doing here? Go back to the house and sleep."
"Yes, Master Ba." The servants left quickly.
Bo Lixiao grabbed the housekeeper: "Wait a minute, give me all the surveillance cameras in the living room tonight."
He wanted to see the scene of Bo Zhanye being slapped, which was very satisfying.
Ha ha......
...
Bo Zhanye walked all the way outside, his face extremely cold and worried.
He did this without letting Fu Xixi know, let alone involving her. After all, she was pregnant.
Bo Lixiao sent the photo, which was something he didn't expect.
He was worried that her anger would affect her body and affect the fetus.
"Xiaoxi, wait!" Bo Zhanye stopped the car and got directly on it.
Looking at the little woman's angry face and crimson eyes, he explained: "Those photos..."
"Does it hurt? Did I hit him hard just now?" Before he finished speaking, the little woman suddenly held his face with a worried look on his face.
After seeing the marks on his face again, he frowned even more: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid, I was afraid that it would be unconvincing if I hit him lightly, so I put in my acting skills and hit it seriously."
Bo Zhanye raised his eyebrows, puzzled and surprised: "Acting skills? What do you mean?"
Lan Jiao in the front row explained: "Master Jiu, Xixi received the photos tonight and misunderstood you. I was worried that her sadness would affect her pregnancy and cause a miscarriage, so I deduced that you were deliberately getting close to those women to distract Bo Lixiao's attention.
After Xixi found out, she didn't get angry anymore, but in the middle of the night, she suddenly said she wanted to do something and ran over."
Fu Xixi nodded: "Yes, didn't that person want to hurt me, or use me to hurt you?
Don't worry, I won't give him a chance, nor will I hold you back.
Next, we got divorced to create the illusion that our relationship was broken up.
You don't have to worry about me, just do your thing and deal with him.
I also pretended to be interested in other men, but since I had lost my memory, it just made sense.
That way, he would have nowhere to start."
Bo Zhanye's tall figure froze in place, his eyes full of astonishment and surprise.
He didn't expect that Fu Xixi was just acting before, and the acting was so realistic that it made him worried!
What's more, he didn't expect that she would be smart and sensible to help him pave the way and analyze these truths.
She did lose her memory, but she also became sensible.
A subtle warmth flowed in his heart, his eyes fell on her face, and he couldn't look away.
"What's wrong? Did the beating really hurt? It looks so serious." Fu Xixi touched his face gently, her eyes full of worry.
In order to check his injuries, she almost threw herself on him, very close to him.
Bo Zhanye's nerves, which had been tense for several days, suddenly softened and he rested his head on her shoulder:
"Well, it hurts a lot. It's not my face that hurts, it's my heart that hurts."
"I feel sorry for my wife who is pregnant and worried about me. I feel sorry for my wife who came over to perform in the middle of the night."
"Don't do this again next time."
Fu Xixi's heart trembled: "There is a saying that the husband sings and the wife follows. It is normal for the husband to act and the wife to follow suit."
"And I think it's quite fun, and I don't feel wronged at all."
Bo Zhanye still felt distressed.
When a woman is pregnant, she should become a princess or a queen, and enjoy life with peace of mind and the love and care of her husband.
Now he is not by her side to give her love, but he still wants her to do these things.
"Xiaoxi, don't worry, I will handle the matter as soon as possible and be with you and the child as soon as possible."
Fu Xixi nodded: "Yeah! I believe you."
"Can I give you a blowjob?"
Bo Zhanye straightened up and smiled: "It doesn't hurt. But if you want to kiss it to relieve the pain, I don't mind."
Kiss him?
Fu Xixi glanced at the driver and Gillian in front of her, her face turned red, and she was about to refuse, but Gillian blocked the door and said at the same time: