If they will be together in their future lives, there will naturally be countless opportunities.

Qin Yiren smiled and slowly drank the soup with the bowl. The heat rising from the bowl blurred her eyebrows and eyes, making her look so close and so far.

Bo Jingxing stared at her with dark eyes, and suddenly raised his hand to hold her wrist, "Xiaoqian."

Qin Yiren looked up at him. Once she got out of the heat, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes became clear, and she could see the gentle smile in her eyes, "Hmm?"

Bo Jingxing's deep eyes flashed, and he casually withdrew his hand: "No, it's okay..."

Qin Yiren tilted her head in confusion, bit her chopsticks and told him about Baoer's cute appearance, and finally got up to clean up the dishes.

"Be good, go back to your room to sleep early, just leave this for the aunt to clean up."

Bo Jingxing stopped her and pulled her up the carved staircase to the second floor, personally took her to the door of the room, "Good night, Xiaoqian."

"Good night."

Raising his little face as big as a palm, Qin Yiren gave him a big smile, waved his hand to watch him walk to the next room, and closed the door reluctantly.

Standing with her back against the door, she looked at the dark night outside the floor-to-ceiling window and suddenly realized something very important.

Since she and Bo Jingxing are boyfriend and girlfriend, and they are both adults, they restrain themselves from keeping a distance like this, and it seems that they cannot keep up with the changes of the times.

When she was studying, she was a very traditional type and always believed that the things that men and women love should be kept until the wedding night.

But she had a daughter when she didn't know, and she was obsessed with her previous ideas. Will Bo Jingxing feel...

Frowning in confusion, Qin Yiren was a little at a loss, remembering the small porn films she occasionally peeked with the sisters in the dormitory during her college years.

Try to replace the male and female protagonists with myself and Bo Jingxing...

After a cold war, Qin Yiren realized that she and Bo Jingxing would definitely not develop into the feeling of dry fire.

After all, Bo Jingxing is gentle and elegant in daily life, and probably the performance on the bed is also gentle.

even so……

He raised his hand and pressed the gently stinging chest. Qin Yiren closed her eyes and realized that she could not accept such fantasies.

Maybe it's because she is really traditional in her bones. Her adoptive mother was afraid that she would learn bad things, so she taught her to be a decent girl since she was a child. She couldn't accept doing these things before marriage, at least before getting engaged.

This kind of thinking is very inappropriate in the current era, but she has long been used to it, and it is impossible to change it in a moment.

Restraining not to consider other possibilities, Qin Yiren took a deep breath silently, intending to take her time with Bo Jingxing as she understood.

Start with holding hands, and then hugging, kissing, engagement, etc.

After all, Bo Jingxing's feelings for her are so serious, which is directly related to the past few years. She does not have the memory of those years, and she has never really separated from Bo Jingxing in her impression, so of course she cannot experience that feeling.

As long as she develops step by step, she may be able to accept it at that time, right?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt it made sense. Qin Yiren nodded on her own, and the dark cloud in her heart moved away slightly, and hummed a small song to go to the bathroom to wash.

After taking a long bath in the bathtub, she sat on the bed with her wet hair, picked up her phone casually, and prepared to log in to the game to receive daily rewards.

However, the screen just lit up and the message that popped up attracted her attention.

The information comes from the aunt hired by Chu Xinian, [Ms. Qin, I have arrived and am ready to make sobering soup for Mr. Chu. The little lady fell asleep and cried, and Mr. Chu is taking care of her.]

Baoer woke up?

Thinking of the little guy's pitiful and cute crying, Qin Yiren suddenly lost interest in playing games.

Let’s look at the time when the aunt sent the message one hour ago. She thought about replying to the message: [Auntie, how is Baoer now?]

The aunt quickly answered: [Mr. Chu drank some wine tonight, and the smell of wine on her body. The little lady was not used to it. Mr. Chu had to take time to take a shower, and it took a long time to coax the little lady. Just now

sleep.]

Imagining Chu Xinian's helpless appearance, Qin Yiren's heart moved and unconsciously wanted to smile.

The light was projected on the glass cup of the bedside table, and the light at the end of her eyes accidentally saw her smiling slightly, and she couldn't help but be stunned.

Although she mainly thought about Baoer, she felt like this...

Suddenly, Qin Yiren got the answer she wanted, restrained herself from replying to the news, and Chu Xinian's low magnetic voice echoed in his ears.

——"You are you, you just forgot me."

In the quiet late night, a few short words made her secretly shocked.

Throwing the phone next to him, Qin Yiren lay in a daze on the bed, unable to tell whether the strange feeling belonged to her mood.

She knew very well that as Huang Qian, the only man she liked since childhood was Bo Jingxing.

but……

Holding his forehead that was painful, Qin Yiren dared not investigate these things again.

Since she had known that Bo Jingxing had been waiting for her for five years, she naturally had to seriously repay his affection.

The relationship between her and Chu Xinian, who is unfamiliar, has no memory for her now, and she must be ranked behind.

By convincing himself like this, Qin Yiren closed his eyes, and the figure belonging to Chu Xinian in his mind was gradually replaced by Bo Jingxing. The corners of the scorching lips formed a shallow curve and fell asleep unknowingly.

The next day.

"Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian?"

Bo Jingxing stood in front of Qin Yiren's door, looked down at the time on his watch, and knocked patiently, "It's 7:30, it will be too late for you to get up again."

In the room, Qin Yiren turned over with the quilt in her arms and opened her eyes in a daze.

7:30, 7:30...

It’s half past seven!

She suddenly sat up from the bed, and hurriedly opened the door for Bo Jingxing, rushed into the bathroom and washed up, then ran into the cloakroom, finding three sets of clothes she was hesitant.

"Jingxing, which set is better for me to wear in this kind of occasion?"

Bo Jingxing raised his eyebrows and solemnly gave suggestions: "Since it is Baoer's full moon banquet, would it be better to have light colors?"

Qin Yiren was a little nervous and ran into the cloakroom again with her clothes in her arms, "Okay, then I'll try this set!"

Looking at her panicked back, Bo Jingxing burst into laughter.

It’s not that she doesn’t have similar experiences. Her memory is still at the age of twenty. I’m afraid that few of her peers have similar experiences.

Suddenly learning about Baoer's existence, she became a mother unexpectedly. She was already very good at what she could do now.

There is no evasion of responsibilities that could have been avoided, accept the status quo calmly, be gentle, kind and have opinions.
Chapter completed!