Chapter 8: Brother's Little Tail (8)
The butler came early in the morning and knocked on the door of the young lady's room.
After a while, the old lady will get up, and the young lady will see her new father and mother for the first time, and it is not good to be rude.
It's just knocking and knocking, and I can't hear any movement inside.
The butler's heart tightened.
Nothing will happen, right?
The butler quickly fetched the spare key and opened the door.
The little doll obediently slept on her own bed.
In the middle of the small, large bed, there was a small bulge.
I heard the noise.
A small delicate arm reached out and pulled down the quilt covering his head.
A small, floppy head is revealed.
When the misty eyes looked at the housekeeper, the little doll sat up in a daze.
The little hands unconsciously touched the sides.
Not?
No one?
"The little boy is gone?"
Ah Chan immediately sobered up, and opened the quilt with his little hand to find it.
The housekeeper was slightly stunned, the eldest young master slept in the young lady's room last night?
"Knock knock."
There was a knock on the door, it was Bo Qibao.
The butler breathed a sigh of relief.
He said that the eldest young master was self-denying and polite, and he said that he could not sleep together, and the eldest young master would definitely not sleep with the young lady.
"Little girl!"
Ah Chan rubbed his little hands and feet off the bed and ran towards Bo Qibao.
"Put on your shoes." Bo Qibao raised his hand to stop her, bent down to pick up her small slippers.
Ah Chan was led by him and sat back at the head of the bed.
The little obedient is not missing.
The little obediently put slippers on her.
But.
She obviously slept with the little girl last night, why did she return to this bubbling room in the morning?
Ah Chan didn't wonder for too long.
Because of her little head, she can't figure it out.
Bo Qibao took her to wash and led her downstairs.
The two are still wearing last night's loungewear.
Bo Qibao said that after breakfast, he would bring her up to pick out clothes.
Ah Chan didn't hear anything, and his soft and confused eyes stared at the small hands held by the two.
Staring, staring.
She silently withdrew her little hand.
Shrink back: "I, I'll go by myself." ”
Bo Qibao's footsteps paused slightly.
The delicate eyebrows under the broken hair frowned invisibly.
Gentle eyes stared at the doll dodging beside him.
Dumb treasure, don't hold his hand?
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Downstairs restaurant.
As soon as Ah Chan sat down, two figures, a man and a woman, appeared at the door.
The man is calm and handsome, and Bo Qibao is carved out of a mold with him.
The lady is elegant and holds a small doll about two years old in her hand.
[Brother Bo Xun!! 】
The system was dumbfounded.
In the original book, he indirectly killed the original owner, Uncle Bo and his wife, and Mrs. Bo's accomplices.
Is it a two-year-old doll now?
This time, look at how it called Dumb Bao to torture him to death!
Mrs. Bo saw the soft and cute little girl at a glance.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up.
After giving birth to Qibao that year, she always wanted to have another little girl.
I don't know that Qibao was lost later.
At the beginning, in order not to make the old man sad, secondly, what it means for Bo Erye to take back the illegitimate child, the couple couldn't be clearer, and they had no choice but to have a second child.
But Mrs. Bo always felt sorry for Qibao.
It will never regenerate in the future.
I can't stand the little girl she is looking forward to.
At this moment, when she saw this soft and white little doll, Mrs. Bo's heart was immediately crispy.
"Shippo, is this the sister you brought back?"
Mrs. Bo put the second child in her arms on the baby chair and walked towards Ah Chan.
"Good girl, come over and show Ma Ma."
Obedient?
Ah Chan tilted his little head and looked at Bo Qibao in a daze.
Ma Ma is calling the little girl?
[Mrs. Bo is calling you. The system reminds you out loud.
"Huh?"
Ah Chan frowned, a little puzzled.
But he still obediently rubbed off the chair, and the small figure walked towards Mrs. Bo.