"It's okay... I just need to rest for a while, then I can continue wearing them."
Bo Huan softly curled her lips upwards, holding Bo Baobei in her arms and giving a heavy kiss.
An Ge watched as Bo Baobei had seemingly become Bo Huan's emotional pillar, feeling both happy and distressed.
...
After resting for a moment, Bo Huan took the initiative to speak: "Mommy, although Bo Baobei and I just danced the opening dance, today I'm the hostess after all, so I'd like to invite Brother Fu Yan for a dance... Could you please help me look after Bo Baobei?"
"Sure, sure."
An Ge nodded, watching as Bo Huan, once again wearing crystal shoes, walked towards Fu Yan, and couldn't help but hold Bo Baobei's little hand.
Who knows where exactly Bo Qing is now.
And who knows how his body is doing now.
If Bo Qing sees this live broadcast now... he must come back for Bo Huan and her child.
...
Originally, Bo Huan intended to walk towards Fu Yan, but unexpectedly, out jumped a Cheng Yaojin.
