All Dote On One: CEO's Only Love

Bo Zhiwu was standing in the living room and had been walking around for many times.

The candle lit on the table, wax oil along the candlestick, solidified down, also lit up.

With the condensation down, in addition to wax oil and Western food, there are thin woven fog heart.

"What kind of meeting will it take so long?"

She can't help but be a little depressed, frustrated sitting on the sofa, lenglenglengleng looking at the table of vegetables, trance.

When Wu saw her like this, she couldn't bear to say, "otherwise, I'll try to call Mr. Wu again."

Bo Zhiwu skimmed her lips. She has called several times. All the calls you made have been turned off.

Although the bottom of my heart did not hold hope, but the action of the hand, but still took out the mobile phone from the pocket, with a nervous mood to dial out the call.

The familiar and mechanical female voice rings again, "Hello, the phone you dialed is off."

Wu Ma looked up at the time. It was more than ten o'clock. Thin weaving fog sitting alone in the living room, thin figure sitting on the sofa, looking a little lonely.

She sat on the sofa with her knees in her arms, her eyes full of disappointment, and her heart cooled down a little. A myriad of sourness came to my mind.

Wu Ma couldn't bear to see her like this.

He opened his mouth and said, "weave, or you will eat first. Perhaps there is something urgent, sir

Thin weaving fog reluctantly pulled out a smile, "forget it, Wu Ma, you go to have a rest, I'll wait."

Wu Ma's face was full of heartache when she saw her like this. She pursed her lips and didn't say anything at last. She just told her, "then I'll cook you a bowl of porridge. How much do you eat?"

Thin woven fog drooping eyes looking at their own abdomen, this just remembered that there was a baby in the stomach. Think of the baby, thin woven fog heart also follow soft down.

She smiles at Wu Ma. "OK."

Wu Ma was relieved and turned to cook porridge for her.

People are easy to get sleepy when they are pregnant. Bo Zhiwu only wanted to lie on the sofa and squint for a while, but this time, he really fell asleep.

Wu Ma was on the small stove, slowly cooking porridge with a small fire. When she came out, she saw the thin woven mist curled up in a ball and lying on the sofa.

She frowned at the figure of thin weaving mist and murmured, "how did you fall asleep on the sofa?"

If you catch a cold, Mister should blame them for not taking good care of her.

Looking at her deep sleep, Wu Ma thought again that Lu Chenzhou had not answered her phone call today. She woke her up for fear of her loss. She sighed and had to go upstairs to take a quilt for her and cover it for her. There's heating at home, but it won't freeze her.

Wu Ma covered her with quilts and turned down the light in the living room. Then she turned around and left.

Shen Yanxin came down from the upstairs and asked Wu Ma curiously, "where's weaving? Why didn't you see her? "

Wu Ma sighed again, "my husband didn't come back. She insisted on waiting. I said I would go to the kitchen and cook some millet porridge for her to pad her stomach. She agreed. As a result, I cooked the porridge and came out to see her sleeping on the sofa. Knowing that she was in a bad mood, she didn't dare to wake her up. Keep your voice down. Don't wake her up

Shen Yan heart this just glimpsed on the sofa that thin figure, she pursed lips to look at her, can't help but some heartache, "know."

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it was already two o'clock in the morning when Lu Chenzhou came back.

Wu Ma and Shen Yan are both asleep. He sees that the light in the living room is still on. As soon as he is ready to go upstairs, he sees a familiar figure nestled on the sofa.

She fell asleep on the sofa to wait for him?

Thinking of this, Lu Chenzhou's eyes flashed a trace of guilt. He stepped lightly, went to the thin weaving fog, looked at her sleeping face under the light, reached out and rubbed her hair, and whispered, "how did you sleep here?"

The warm fingers with a thin cocoon touched her cheek, and the thin woven fog suddenly woke up. Her eyes were bleary, and the light was slightly harsh, which made her squint. Just wake up, voice a little dumb, "you come back..."

There was some grievance in the tone. Lu Chenzhou held her in his arms and hugged her to apologize, "I'm sorry. I'm back now."

He glanced at the western food and cake on the table, which she had prepared carefully, but when he came back, both were cold.

Thin weaving fog followed his eyes and said, "it's cold. Have you had dinner yet

Lu Chenzhou smiles, ready to go to the table to pick up a knife and fork, cut steak to eat.

Bo Zhiwu quickly stood up from the sofa, pulled him and said, "don't eat, it's cold."

Lu Shen Zhou still tasted it and said with a smile, "you made it. Of course I want to eat it."

He put down his knife and fork and said, "it's delicious when it's cold."

Thin woven fog, a burst of emotion in the bottom of my heart, and my eyes glistened.

Lu Chenzhou saw the cake. It was not very delicate. She should have made it herself.

He looked at the flowers on the cake. "Did you make it?"Thin weave mist pursed pursed lips, Shan Shan's smile, "well, a little ugly."

Lu Chenzhou looked at the cake and after a long time, he said, "No

Thin weave fog put a candle for him and said with a smile. "Make a wish, though, it's already your birthday."

Lu Chenzhou put the candle on the cake according to her words. She went to the living room and turned off the light. At the moment when the candle lit up, Bo Zhiwu laughed and whispered, "Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you."

Lu Chenzhou looked at the gentle smile on her face and suddenly felt a pain in her heart. Sheng Sheng pulled out a smile and said, "thank you."

Bo Zhiwu asked him curiously, "what's your wish?"

Lu Chenzhou looked at her face for a long time and said mysteriously, "I won't tell you."

Bo Zhiwu glanced at his mouth and asked him dejectedly, "why don't I call you?"

"The mobile phone is out of power. I didn't mean not to answer your phone," Lu said

Looking at Lu Chenzhou's tired eyes, she asked, "has the meeting been so busy that I came back?"

Lu Chenzhou was stunned and silent for a moment, "well."

Thin weaving mist pursed lips, "then you go to bed early."

Lu Chenzhou agreed and picked her up. "Don't sleep on the sofa in the future. It's easy to catch cold. Winter is sick, trouble. "

Bo Zhiwu nodded her head and leaned against Lu Chenzhou's arms, allowing him to carry himself back to his room.

She looked at the sinking boat for a long time, but she didn't have the courage to say those words. Today will be the most suitable time and the best birthday present.

However, when the words came to her mouth, she didn't want to say them again. I feel that today is not suitable. Maybe it is because Lu Chenzhou came back too late, or maybe it is because he didn't answer his phone.

Thin woven fog also do not know, in the end is hesitant what, in the end, still can not say.

Staring at him, he was silent for a long time, and finally just said, "you go to take a bath and have a rest."

Lu Chenzhou answered, helped her lie down and tucked in her quilt.

She didn't sleep well, and now she fell asleep. Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, Lu Shen Zhou turned to take a bath in the bathroom.

When Lu Chenzhou went into the bathroom to take a bath, he suddenly found a black box with a bow tied on it on the table of the room. He looked at the box and was silent for a moment.

Is it a birthday present for him?

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