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When he opened the door, he was surprised to see it was a thin one. A flash of surprise passed through his eyes, but he was too embarrassed to block the door, so he leaned over to let him in.

The thin cultivator didn't show any politeness as he walked in with his long legs.

His gaze swept over the current situation of each room. Even though the place was small, it looked very warm and cozy.

The living room was lit by a dim yellow light, filling the room with a layer of warmth.

After entering the door, the thin cultivator took off his coat skillfully and hung it on the clothes rack at the side, as if his husband had just returned home after finishing his work.

"That, Mr. Bo, An An has fallen asleep. Could you please go and pick him up?" Joachim followed her with a sense of absurdity about having been squandered.

"No need to rush. First, let me check out where An An is staying this afternoon." As he said that, he looked at the things in the living room.

"Well, I'll get you a glass of water." George squeezed his trembling hands and walked into the kitchen.

The kitchen was not too far away from the living room as there was only one room and one living room.

Qiao Chuan was petite. When he walked around in the kitchen, he had a natural and natural sense of beauty to him. His small and exquisite lower jaw slightly leaned forward as he poured water. His posture gave him the feeling of a proud swan raising his neck.

"Mr. Bo, since there are no tea leaves in the house, let's drink some plain water." Qiao Chuan An felt the heat spreading from his back. He hastily placed the glass in front of the thin shaman while he stood far away.

"What are you standing there for?" Xiuran raised his gaze, and the obsidian eyes shone with a fragmented light. Under the dim light, he was especially dazzled. "Isn't this your home?"

Hearing the words of the emaciated empress, Qiao Chao An sat down beside the emaciated empress.

"How did Anthea perform today?" Xiuran's slender white fingers rested on the glass as he looked at Qiao Chunan with indifference. However, no one could discern the hidden meaning in his eyes.

"Today, An An was very obedient." As he said this, the time he spent with An An couldn't help but flash across his mind. An'an was really well-behaved and very cute.

His finger was placed on the glass and the temperature of the glass was so hot that his fingers were slightly red. His gaze landed on Qiao Chuan An's face. Seeing the warm smile on her face as she talked about An Ran, he could not help but be a little dazed.

After all, he had never seen such an expression on her face in the past five years.

"Let's go. Bring me to see An Ran." He got up. Anthea was not in the living room. She should be in his bedroom.

Hearing this, Qiao Chuan was stunned for a moment before reacting. Indeed, the child was still lying on her bed. She wanted to bring him out.

Qiao Chunan walked in front of the emirate and felt his gaze fall on her. His body froze for a moment. He didn't care for a moment and he didn't look at her as if he was stripping her of her clothes.

It should be her imagination.

It seemed that the incident from five years ago had had too much of an impact on her. When her thoughts drifted away, she shook her head slightly and opened the door to her room.

Although Bo Anjin was only a five-year-old child, she would not be able to hug him.

"This An An really likes to cause trouble. I didn't expect her to be so obedient in front of you. Sorry to trouble you today." The thin shaman felt that Qiao Chuan An's body was trembling because of her gaze. He walked to the place where Bo Anjin was sleeping and picked him up.

The light in the bedroom was darker than the light in the living room, like a light that had been deliberately dimmed for sleep.

"No trouble, An An is very obedient." As he was embracing An Xin, Qiao Chuan saw An An unknowingly move closer to her, and he could not help but sigh in his heart. It really was father and son.

"Mom." As he left the room with Bo Anjin in his arms, the thin mumbling of Bo Anjin became even more obvious in this quiet space.

"The child misses his mother." "The child is still young and needs maternal love," explained Joachim as he turned his gaze to Joachim. He knows what's good for him. "

She was afraid that he would misunderstand, afraid that he would think that she wanted Anthea to approach him.

After all, this kind of thing had happened many times before from An An's mouth.

"Alright, I understand." Lan Shuyan withdrew her gaze, put Bo Anjin into her arms, and walked out of the living room.

"And Anthea likes to eat sugar. You have to make him eat less." When the thin cultivator left, Qiao Chun An handed over the small bag that Bo An Jin brought with him to the thin cultivator.

"They're all little black teeth now." When he said this, the smile on Qiao Chuan's face was very obvious.

He could only feel the thin cultivator's gaze on his face. Qiao Chun An's smile faded and he put on a businesslike expression. "Sorry, I said too much."

When Bo Xiu saw Qiao Chuan like this, she lovingly lowered her head and patted Bo Anjin's head. "Thank you, I will take note of this."

After sending off the rune, Qiao Chuan An's taut nerves finally let out the alarm and he laid limply on the sofa.

She felt that she was always exhausted when she was with him.

At this time, the thin Xiu Nin who went downstairs was sitting in the car. She raised her head to look at the light upstairs. A trace of disappointment flashed through her eyes before it disappeared.

Does a child need maternal love? Is the mother's love better?

Thinking up to here, Bo Xiuran's gaze fell onto Shen Lin, "The method you mentioned just now, I think it's feasible."

"So how are you doing? I really think the baby should be taken by the real mother. " Shen Lin saw that he was finally able to answer back with his words, his eyes flashing with the light of the Eight Trigrams.

How could he not be curious about this opportunity that he had finally found?

"Don't you think you talk too much?" He immediately started the car and no longer questioned the progress of the car. In any case, he had never had an advantage in the hands of a thin cultivator before.

The next day, according to his usual schedule, the doorbell rang as soon as he had made breakfast.

She looked through her cat's eye and saw Shen Lin leading Bo Anjin out of the room. She couldn't help but be a little puzzled, 'Did she turn into a nursery here?'

"Shen Lin? An An? "Good morning." Seeing the smile on An An's face, Qiao Chao An was no longer depressed.

"Miss Qiao, the CEO has gone on a business trip. I'll leave An An An with you first." Shen Lin didn't give Qiao Chunan any time to refuse as he lowered his head to ask Bo Anjin, "An An, do you want to stay with Auntie Qiao?"