Having Triplets With Potent CEO

But the key was that she had no intention of dating or getting married. Men were unreliable, just like Qiao Nancheng. She did not want to hang herself on another tree.    

    

But why did she feel uncomfortable when she thought about it?    

    

Tang Qingge rubbed her chest and suddenly realized a problem.    

    

She was not wearing a bra!    

    

She was used to wearing pajamas with an inner lining at home, but she had to wash it today. The only thing left was the lace pajamas. She usually only wore them when she slept. In the end, she didn't know which part of her body was wrong to wear this pink lace pajamas.    

    

It's over, it's over. Didn't he see it just now?    

    

It was too late to knock on the door and go in to change into pajamas. What should he do? He could only wait until he woke up early to change.    

    

Tang Qingge consoled herself that Bo Qichen definitely did not see it. She just comforted herself like that and actually fell asleep.    

    

Roughly half an hour later, the door to the master bedroom opened. A ray of light poured out from inside and a tall figure of a man walked out along with the light.    

    

The man walked to the front of the sofa and lowered his eyes to look at the sleeping woman. After looking at her for a long time, he slightly bent down and picked her up from the sofa. The blanket immediately fell to the ground. The woman's chest also shone with a snow-white light under the dark light.    

    

Bo Qichen's footsteps paused, and his eyes darkened.    

    

He lifted his foot and put her on the bed. After covering her with the blanket, he prepared to leave.    

    

Tang Qingge suddenly turned over and stretched out her arm from the blanket. Her V-collar pajamas could not cover it and directly turned the scene into mosaics.    

    

Bo Qichen,... ""    

    

She seemed to be challenging his endurance.    

    

The veins on the man's forehead twitched. He restrained his gaze and covered her with the blanket again before walking out.    

    

After walking out, he went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.    

    

Tang Qingge was completely unaware of all this.    

    

Only when she woke up the next day did she realize that she had actually slept on the bed. Her mind was in a daze and she suspected that she had sleepwalked back to the bed last night. Fortunately, she remembered to change her clothes and quickly changed her clothes before coming out.    

    

"Mommy! I'm hungry!"    

    

Early in the morning, Tang Cheng shouted loudly.    

    

"Coming, coming!"    

    

Children just didn't hold grudges. When they woke up in the morning, it was a completely different story.    

    

Tang Qingge put on her clothes and came out. She heard Tang Cheng call out in surprise, "Cheap dad? You are actually making breakfast for us?"    

    

"Yes."    

    

Bo Qichen did not even turn his head. After a while, he asked again, "What do you want to eat?"    

    

"Bread and toast! I want to pick eggs!"    

    

"Bo Ye?"    

    

Bo Ye came out in a neat suit and nodded. "Same."    

    

Then he turned to look at Tang Qingge. Tang Qingge looked at the man with the apron, rolled up his sleeves, and revealed half of his clean and strong forearm. He bathed in the morning light, making the whole scene warm up.    

    

She was stunned. "Same."    

    

Tang Cheng cheered, "Finally, we can have a normal breakfast."    

    

Tang Qingge's attention was diverted by Tang Cheng's words. "What do you mean? What's wrong with the food I cook?"    

    

"Mommy, the food you cook is too strange."    

    

"Why is it strange?"    

    

Tang Cheng thought about his five years of life and felt sad. He sighed, "Let's put it this way. There was one time I wanted to eat toast and chicken eggs. But in the end, I ate toast and chicken egg shell. Do you understand how I feel?"    

    

... "" She straightened her neck and refused to admit it. "That was an accident!"    

    

"Also, why can grapes stir-fry eggs? I can't accept that!"