Seize His Little Wife

Without answering, Po stands up and then walks toward Christine White’s left.

To the left is the edge of the bed.

Christine White, not knowing what he was up to, looked at him and didn’t say anything.

Then she saw Bao reach the bed and lie down, and push her inward, trying to get her to sleep in a little.

Christine White obediently moved her body in, not noticing that behind her was Baird Lane, and then she did, moving into Baird Lane’s arms.

Christine White’s body tensed as she felt the hot, stiff chest behind her.

Suddenly she realized what Bo was doing; he was trying to set her up with Baird Lane.

“Xiaobao …”

Po pretended not to hear Christine White’s shouts and closed her eyes to sleep.

Christine White was helpless and didn’t dare to move for fear that if she did, she would touch the man behind her.

Yet the man suddenly laughed lowly, “Po obviously wants us to make up then.”

Christine White didn’t reply.

Baird Lane added, “Bo wants a whole family.”

“Yeah? I didn’t feel it!” Christine White’s eyes were obscure.

Baird Lane suddenly reached out and put his arm around her waist and swept her up into his arms.

Christine White nearly jumped out of her skin in shock, “What are you doing?”

“Shh!” Baird Lane made a quiet gesture, “Keep it down, Bo’s asleep, don’t worry, I’m not going to touch you, I just want to hold you, and Bo just wants us to make up, can you bear to let Bo down?”

Christine White stiffened her body, her voice slightly lower, “Hmph, you think I don’t know what’s in your mind, stop using little baby as a front, put your hand down. ”

Baird Lane won’t let go.

The end of Baird Lane’s eyebrow jumped and he took his hand out from under the covers, then reached towards Baird Lane’s hand to shake it off.

But before she could touch his hand, he reversed it instead and took her hand in his.

“You …”

“Well, stop it, Bo woke up to you.” Baird Lane reminded.

Christine White looked toward Po, who had indeed opened his eyes.

“Bao.” Christine White called out to Po.

Po yawned, “Sleep!”

Christine White, seeing his sleepy eyes and knowing that he was really trying to sleep, could only stop messing with Baird Lane for a while, intending to pull her hand out when Bo was asleep again.

As it turned out, she had fallen asleep on her own before that time came for her.

Baird Lane smothered a smile as he looked at her sleeping face.

She, ah, was only asleep now so she wouldn’t reject him.

Baird Lane pulled the covers upward and was tucked in by Christine White, swirling around and pivoting his upper body, he lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, “Later.”

With those words, he turned off the lights in the room and wrapped her into his arms, closing his eyes and falling asleep as well.

The next day, Baird Lane was awakened by a phone call.

He woke up, reached for his cell phone, and hung up the call straight away, just in case he woke up both mother and son.

After making sure they weren’t awake, he gently removed his hand from Christine White’s waist and got dressed and out of bed, heading for the balcony and going outside to call the phone back.

The call was from Gates, who answered quickly on his end.

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“What is it?” Baird Lane pinched the bridge of his nose.

Gates voice came out serious, “I was just contacted by Dr. Norton, saying that the first batch of suits and masks are ready, and have now been sent over to the military stationed in that area.”

“Great, so the army got the substance?” Baird Lane asked.

Gates is with the Army right now and can be kept informed of what’s going on in the field.

Gates nodded, “Yes, it’s already got it, but since it’s the first batch, it’s not a manual set, but the number of people who own it, it’s more than half of the population, so now the military’s top brass are already talking about arresting those who organized it again, President Lane, do you want to come over and take a look at it together?”

The corner of Baird Lane’s mouth quirked up coldly, “Sure, I’ll be right over.”

“Okay.” Gates answered.

The call ended and Baird Lane put away his cell phone and returned to his room.

Christine White woke up just in time to see him come in from the balcony with his cell phone, and her eyes flashed as she asked, “You’re answering the phone?”

“Wake you up?” Baird Lane nodded.

Christine White stretched, “That’s not true, I woke up on my own.”

With that, she pinched her neck and got up from the bed.

Baird Lane walked toward her, “The call just came from Gates.”

Christine White was putting on her shoes when she heard this and immediately stopped her movements and hurriedly looked toward him, “Gates?”

She was aware of Gates’ recent mission to spend time with those in the military and inquire about the organization.

So Gates calling at this moment must be some kind of news from the organization.

Looking at the eagerness in the woman’s eyes, Baird Lane smiled slightly and told her about the call.

Christine White almost didn’t scream, “I’m in!”

How could she miss such a historic arrest program, she wanted to see Molly Bort caught.

However Baird Lane’s expression narrowed in disapproval, “No, you can’t go.”

“Why?” Christine White was a little upset.

Baird Lane explains, “There are a lot of people infected with the virus in that organization right now, and the military is going to take all of the people in that organization, which means that the ones who are infected will be taken as well, and even if they pass on the protective suits, there’s no guarantee that they won’t be infected, so I can’t let you take that risk.”

Hearing this, Christine White’s heart warmed up and crossed, no longer upset, only her face hadn’t closed yet, “What about you? Are you going over there?”

“I’ll go over there.”

“No, if you go over there, what if you get infected?” Christine White’s brows furrowed when she heard that he wouldn’t let her go over, and that he himself was going over instead, and she also hastened to stop it.

Baird Lane laughed a little, “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine, I’m going over there to meet with the military brass and won’t be touching lowly servicemen so it won’t be contagious, and you’re going over there because you want to touch those servicemen or else you won’t see Molly Bort get captured, that’s why I’m not letting you go over there.”

Upon hearing this, Christine White had completely run out of things to say.

Because he was right, she went, she just wanted to see Molly Bort get caught with her own eyes.

And seeing it with your own eyes, you can’t help but come into contact with those soldiers, who, in turn, come into direct contact with people in the organization, so it’s not always possible to not be infected.

But it’s not the same for the military brass, they just need to direct the capture, they don’t need to be physically present, and indeed they won’t be infected.

With that thought, Christine White’s mind was relieved.

She sighed, “Fine, I won’t go, but watch yourself and don’t touch the soldiers.”

Baird Lane responded to her as he changed, “I know, but I’m glad you care.”

Christine White’s expression was a bit unnatural as she looked away, “Who cares about you, I’m just worried that you’ve come into contact with those soldiers and come back contaminated with the virus, infecting Little Bo Fubo and Aunt Lucy.”

“What about you?” Baird Lane looked at her, “Why don’t you count yourself in? Aren’t you worried that I’ll actually get it and come back to infect you?”

Christine White bristled, “Alright, go wash up, I’m going to my room.”

The words left her lips, and she lifted her foot toward the door.

Baird Lane watched her go out, his eyes softly quirking the corners of his mouth.

This woman, obviously cares about him in her heart, but she refuses to admit it on her lips.

I really don’t know when her mouthy personality will change.