As expected, children are always heartless.
After waking up, he seemed to have forgotten what happened last night, and no longer chased Mom and Dad for answers. Bo Siqing even glanced at Shi Qinglan's belly from time to time.
"When will I have a sister..." she muttered.
She didn't want a second sister when she was married, but she wanted a younger sister, whether it was a younger brother or a younger sister. She didn't want to be the youngest, and she also wanted someone to call her sister.
…
In the blink of an eye, it was the third birthday of brother and sister Long and Feng.
Afraid that Jiang Boning and Xiao Qing's gang might give them some scalpels or guns as birthday gifts, Shi Qinglan didn't make any big plans this time and just planned to celebrate at home.
"Have you thought about any gifts for the babies?"
Shi Qinglan nestled in Bo Yucheng's arms. She rubbed her head against the man's arm and frowned slightly.
These two guys have really high standards.
Especially after seeing sophisticated scalpels and world-leading pistols, ordinary toys were beyond their discernment. Shi Qinglan thought about it for a long time but could not think of a suitable gift.
"I won't give it away if I don't expect it." Bo Yucheng said casually.
He stretched out his hand to gently tease Shi Qinglan's broken hair, curling his fair and slender fingers lightly. His fingertips occasionally touched her cheek, and he teased her twice, "Don't be used to it."
"How about that?" Shi Qinglan looked up at him with her beautiful eyes.
Although the two of them have shown extremely high IQs since childhood, and it is true that they cannot be educated in a pampering way, they are still children in the end, and they still have to give birthday gifts.
Shi Qinglan curled her red lips and drew circles on Bo Yucheng's chest with her fingertips, "How about... I give the Qingluan Guqin to Sisi, and you get me a computer from S State for my wife?"
Hearing this, Bo Yucheng looked down at the woman.
His pupils were a little deeper, and his gaze fell on the restless little hand, and his hot palm grasped her hand.
"Don't make trouble." His deep voice was a bit hoarse.
As if there was a hint of warning, he gently rubbed her hand with his fingertips, making his palm feel a little hot.
Bo Yucheng narrowed his eyes and thought, "Qingluan Guqin is fine, but isn't it too early to give the computer to the wife?"
What kind of computer does a three-year-old want
Shi Qinglan blinked her beautiful eyes and said, "It's not too early. I see that Grandma has always been interested in computers. When she is in your office, doesn't she always lie next to your computer and look at it?"
The technology of developing computers in Szhou is very advanced.
The high-tech computers produced there are beyond the reach of Chinese technology.
Although it is not as rare and expensive as the Qingluan Guqin, it can be said to be priceless. If Africa was the territory of Bo Yu City, it would not be that easy to get a computer.
"It's up to you." Bo Yucheng's voice was low.
He had always been so indulgent to his wife, but the woman had been lying in his arms and teasing her for a long time, which made the restlessness in his body ready to stir up. He quickly turned over and pinned her down.
Then he wanted to lower his head for a kiss and get down to business.
"Wait, we haven't finished talking yet. How about their birthday tomorrow? Or take them to the amusement park to play..."
"Anything is fine." Bo Yucheng responded perfunctorily.
He didn't have any ideas about how to spend his birthday tomorrow, but he had a lot of thoughts about his beloved wife in his arms. He didn't want to waste time on this kind of thing anymore, so he leaned over and sealed her lips.
"Well..." Shi Qinglan raised her face to accommodate.
She reached out and hooked Bo Yucheng's neck. The atmosphere in the bedroom soon reached its peak, and the bed was shaking.
…
Shi Qinglan lay softly on the bed.
The next morning, she was woken up by the ringing of the alarm clock. Although she was so tired last night that she didn't want to open her eyes, today was her baby's birthday after all, and she had to get up and take them out to play.
So she rubbed her sore waist and got up and took a shower.
When they went downstairs, Bo Yucheng, Bo Yuanshi and Bo Siqing were already sitting at the dining table and were about to finish breakfast.
"Mommy is lazy." Bo Siqing raised his eyes and looked at her.
The little girl is becoming more and more exquisite and delicate, and her clear eyebrows are as cold as before. It is no exaggeration to describe her as ice-cold and jade-bone.
On the other hand, my brother is lively by nature, and he shook his calf with a playful smile, "Mommy is not lazy, she was just tired last night."
"Ah Juan." Bo Yucheng warned in a low voice.
Bo Juanshi pouted her little lips and immediately fell silent, silently cursing in her heart: You are tired of yourself, Mommy, why don't you tell me...
He has grown up and understands everything!
I thought at first that Dad was bullying Mommy, which was true, but it was called a sweet burden to Mommy.
"Did you teach me?" Shi Qinglan's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.
She sat down at the dining table and glanced at the father and son lightly, "My wife is becoming more and more like you now."
Especially when he was acting like a gangster in Bo Yucheng.
She was really afraid that her son would grow up to become a scumbag, a professional flirter and deceiver of little girls' feelings. He knew so much at the age of three.
"Ahem..." Bo Yucheng held an empty fist to his lips.
He moved his eyebrows lightly and said, "Lan Lan, this has nothing to do with me. He learned it all by himself."
Shi Qinglan had an expression that said, "I believe you are the only one who has ghosts."
Only Bo Siqing was eating seriously. After she put down her knife and fork, she wiped her mouth elegantly with a napkin, then raised her eyes to look at them, "I'm done eating."
"There's also an omelette." Bo Juanshi said immediately.
He looked at his sister with a crooked smile and gave her the omelette on his plate, "Don't you like to eat omelette the most, heart-shaped, breakfast is always in the shape of my brother's love for you."
Shi Qinglan: "..."
From now on, she is no longer a master at flirting with girls, but she washes her hair while standing on her head.
Bo Siqing glanced at him with disgust and pushed the plate away, "You can eat it yourself. You won't be able to get a wife if you are stunted."
"That's impossible." Bo Juanshi shook his calf.
He raised his hand to brush the small pieces of hair from his forehead, and raised his face proudly like a peacock, "Your brother and I are so handsome, and my wife can circle the earth several times in the future."
Shi Qinglan: "..."
She raised her foot and kicked Bo Yucheng, who was sitting opposite.
The man then straightened his back, raised his hands in surrender and solemnly swore, "I have absolutely nothing to do with this."
"Does that have anything to do with me?" Shi Qinglan narrowed her beautiful eyes.
Bo Yucheng immediately sat next to her and put his arm around her waist, "Lanlan, you know you are the only one in my heart. I have used all my methods to attract girls. I definitely did not instill this dangerous idea in Ah Juan... He realized it on his own."
Shi Qinglan glanced at him sideways, doubtful.
She knew that Bo Yucheng didn't have any tricks, but her son's peacock-like stinky energy was occasionally somewhat similar to him, but the related genes were particularly prominent.
"How many times around the earth?" Bo Siqing sneered.
She glanced at her brother coldly and said, "Then I'm worried about your kidneys. If they are weak, you have to ask Mommy to treat them."
Shi Qinglan: "..."
(End of chapter)