Doted on his wife: uncle, love fiercely

Chapter 50
Mi Xia didn't notice the change in Bo Xinglan, and turned her head to talk to Bo Xinglan enthusiastically about this national art competition, beaming with delight.

Did Bo Xinglan let out a "huh" to show that he was listening.

Misha got a response from him, and didn't care about his indifferent attitude, she opened her hands and said excitedly.

Sitting in front, Lao Xu took a look in the rearview mirror, and saw that although Bo Xinglan had no expression on his face, he had watched Bo Xinglan grow up, so he could clearly see that the expression on his face had softened. .

When Misha talked about excitement, he even moved the corners of his mouth slightly.

That tiny arc...

laugh?
Is he actually smiling?
Old Xu looked at Bo Xinglan behind him in shock.

How long has it been since he saw the young master smile...

His gaze shifted to Misha again.

Miss Mi is really special to the young master.

When the car stopped at the door of Bo's house, Mi Xia stopped, looked outside, and accidentally talked all the way.

She took a careful look at Bo Xinglan.

I don't know if Bo Xinglan would find her annoying...

"how?"

Bo Xinglan noticed her gaze and turned her head.

Misha felt a little embarrassed.

"Listen to me all the way, will you feel bored?"

After waiting for a while, Mi Xia was a little disappointed when she didn't hear Bo Xinglan's answer.

She got out of the car, followed Bo Xinglan in with her head down, and was hesitating whether to apologize or something.

He just walked forward, and bumped into Bo Xinglan as soon as he entered the door.

He stopped at some point and turned his back to her.

Mi Xia bumped into it with a bang, but she didn't feel any pain, but was worried that Bo Xinglan would hurt.

Bo Xinglan was still injured, she still remembered it.

"Are you OK?"

Misha quickly reached out and touched the place where he hit. "Did it hit your wound?"

The muscles under the palms are very solid. When wearing clothes, Bo Xinglan doesn't look strong, but Mi Xia changed the gauze for him. Those muscles that are too much for more and less for less are no better than anyone else. Difference.

Misha's face burned, and she quickly withdrew her hand.

Bo Xinglan turned her head at this time, looking at her with dark eyes.

"Not boring." He said suddenly.

"Ok?"

Misha tilted her head and couldn't react for a while.

After a while, seeing that Bo Xinglan had no expression on his face, and was still staring at her firmly, Mi Xia finally realized it!
He was answering what he said just now...

Misha suddenly felt a little embarrassed, this was the first time she talked about this with someone other than Shasha.

The Mi family didn't care about this at all. She had told Bo Zixuan before, but Bo Zixuan wasn't paying attention at all.

Misha could feel that his eyes were heavy, as if they were falling on him with weight.

She opened her mouth nervously.

Bo Xinglan's eyes swept across her face, his eyes became darker.

"Aunt Chen, bring me a glass of water." He said suddenly.

"Yes."

Aunt Chen immediately poured a glass of water and handed it over. Bo Xinglan took it and stuffed it directly into Mi Xia's hand.

"Next time you want to talk, you can find me."

Throwing down a word forcefully, Bo Xinglan turned around and left.

Mi Xia looked at the water glass in his hand, and saw that Bo Xinglan had already gone upstairs.

It took a while for him to react.

Could it be that Bo Xinglan wanted this glass of water on purpose for herself?
Two blushes quickly appeared on Mi Xia's face. He was very hot, and his mouth was even dry. He quickly lowered his head and drank all the water in the quilt.

Actually, Bo Xinglan is quite a good person.

(End of this chapter)