Seeing that Little Xiaxia liked this flower, Bo Qingli's fox-like eyes revealed a deeper smile. "When we finish filming the variety show, I'll bring you over to pick it."
"Okay." Little Xiaxia smiled until her eyes curved into crescents, brighter than the spring sun.
[ Is this Bo Xiao's son!! Oh my god, how many women will have their hearts stolen when he grows up? ]
[ Help, this child's name is Bo Qingli, right? I actually have improper thoughts about an underage child. I'm guilty. I'll face the wall and reflect. ]
[ I don't have any thoughts about Bo Qingli. I especially have thoughts about Bo Qingli and Little Xiaxia. I really think they're so compatible. If Bo Qingli doesn't like Little Xiaxia, I'll eat that upside down. ]
Just as everyone was shouting that Little Xiaxia and Bo Qingli were very compatible, another car slowly drove in from outside the manor.
