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Chapter 288 Fanwai II (3): Bo Liangchen's Love Story

Xi Yuanqing became angry.

The little crying bag cried loudly, and yelled softly, "Daddy is bad!"

In the end, Bao Liangshen reluctantly went to buy fried chicken.

When he came back, he hugged Xi Yuanqing and fed her piece by piece.

Sitting beside her drooling, she could only look at the inedible crying buns.

But this is all for later.
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When Bao Liangchen came back, Xi Yuanqing was sitting cross-legged on the sofa and looking at the script on the computer.

Bao Liangchen hugged her from behind, and smacked her fair little face.

Xi Yuanqing turned her head abruptly, her eyes were replaced by surprise, "Liang Chen, why are you so fast?"

"Because I want to see my wife soon."

Xi Yuanqing smiled lightly.

He lowered his head and rubbed against Xi Yuanqing's neck, which made Xi Yuanqing itchy and wanted to escape, but his whole body was firmly held in Bao Liang's arms again.

Thin and cold hands swam around her body, trying to unbutton her pajamas.

Xi Yuanqing was startled, covered his hand, shook her head hastily, with a serious expression, "Cool, no way."

"I just want to touch my son, what are you thinking!"

"How do you know it's your son?"

"Because I want a son."

"Really...?" Xi Yuanqing lowered her head a little bit disappointed.

Why does Bao Liangchen like his son?
Looking at her sullen look, she knew that Xi Yuanqing must be thinking wildly.

He rubbed her shoulder up and down, "I like my son because he can protect you with me, not because he favors boys over girls."

Ever since Xi Yuanqing became pregnant, she was afraid that Bao Liang would favor her son or daughter.

If the child was not what he thought, he would be unhappy, and Xi Yuanqing herself would not feel any better.

"As long as it's born by you, I'd like it even if it's an egg." Bao Liang rubbed her hair deeply, "Don't think about it, eh?"

Even if it's an egg...?
Xi Yuanqing reached out and gave him a hammer, "Who would say that about my son..."

"Okay, let's not talk."

Bao Liang squeezed Xi Yuanqing's round face that was raised by him, "Then don't be angry."

"Then I want to eat hawthorn rolls."

"Give you."

Bao Liangchen reached out and brought the bag over.

Xi Yuanqing nestled in his arms, and if Bao Liangchen offered one, she would obediently eat one.
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Three months later, Xi Yuanqing gave birth to a white and clean son.

Bo Liangchen named him Little Crying Bag.

Because he has been crying non-stop since he was born.

It doesn't matter if it's Xi Yuanqing's coaxing or Bao Liang's coaxing.

It made Bao Liangchen almost throw the little crying bag out by the collar in the middle of the night.

As soon as the little crying bag cried, Xi Yuanqing couldn't sleep well all night.

The whole person has lost a lot of weight, and the feeling is not as good as when she was pregnant.

So when cooking during the day, Bo Liangchen would cook a little more, trying to make Xi Yuanqing fat and white.

When Xiaokuibao was one year old, he didn't cry much.

The name Xiaokuibao became a nickname.

When Xi Yuanqing was fine, she would call Xiaowaibao.

"Little crying bag, do you know that you loved to cry when you were young?"

Little Crying Bag sat on the ground holding the baby bottle and looked up at her, "So Mom and Dad call me Little Crying Bag?"

"correct."

"Then if I really love food, will I be called a small eater..."

Xi Yuanqing laughed, pinched Xiaokuibao's chubby face, "Who told you this?"

"I heard from the aunt outside. The aunt said that her son loves to eat, so she called him Xiaofantong."

Xi Yuanqing couldn't laugh or cry.

It turns out that there are parents who are less interested in naming than she and Bao Liangchen.

(End of this chapter)