Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!

30: Chapter 30: Such a Relationship 30: Chapter 30: Such a Relationship Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio The air, after the heavy wind and rain, felt refreshingly clean.

Now that the wind and rain had stopped abruptly, couples were out strolling along the Seaside Highway.

This road was scenic and consistently ranked in the top 10 romantic spots in Hai City.

Driving along this road would lead to Guanyu Platform, a slightly elevated cape, with a lighthouse on top, perfect for watching the sunrise.

She and Bo Jingshen had been here many times before, riding shared electric scooters, enjoying the summer night’s sea breeze…

Su Lu couldn’t understand why she suddenly wanted to come here.

Dragging along the “dead fish” hanging from the car window.

Even though there was no sunrise to see, she just suddenly wanted to come.

She drove slowly, and many walking couples saw the “dead fish” hanging from her car window and laughed.

It surprised her to find quite a few people at Guanyu Platform, so Su Lu parked the car at the beachside parking lot.

Only then did she gently poke the “dead fish” hanging from the window.

“Bo Jingshen, are you okay?”

The man gave no response, just as Su Lu worried if he was so drunk he’d lost consciousness,

He suddenly jolted, then sat up straight, his head bumped against the window frame.

The thud made Su Lu frown, “Your head…

it’s going to swell, it might hurt a lot tomorrow.”

“You’re such a baby,” Bo Jingshen replied, still articulating his words clearly despite his drunkenness.

But he seemed completely unaware of where they were, didn’t recognize the surroundings, not even caring about where they were now.

He just turned, frowned, and stared at Su Lu.

His beautiful eyes, lacking their usual sharpness, were tinged red from alcohol, making him look innocent and harmless.

After staring at Su Lu for a moment,

He reached out, his fingers lightly brushing her face.

Then he started taking off his jacket, “You’re not wearing enough, are you cold?

The wind is so strong.”

With the window open, the cool sea breeze indeed kept blowing into the car.

It wasn’t exactly cold.

But…

when he draped his alcohol-scented jacket, mixed with a cedar fragrance, over her, it warmed her heart.

Su Lu cuddled into his jacket, sniffed lightly, and blinked at him.

“I’m not cold anymore.

You should sleep for a bit.

I’ll go down and buy some drinks and fried squid for you later.”

On the roadside beach, there were vendors selling cold drinks stored in foam boxes and grilled squid.

Su Lu could tell Bo Jingshen was very drunk, his actions now likely driven by instinct…

So she urged him to sleep a bit.

Bo Jingshen nodded slowly after a moment, his long eyes growing more drowsy as his lids drooped.

His thin lips moved slightly, still murmuring, “Don’t eat too much grilled squid, just a little to satisfy your craving, eating too much will upset your stomach…”

“Got it,” Su Lu responded softly.

Watching him sleep, she quietly got out of the car.

From the trunk, she retrieved a new blanket, spread it over him, rolled up the window except for a crack for ventilation, then shut the door and headed to the squid and drink stall.

She loved eating those, always ending up with an upset stomach afterward, but always craving them anyway.

The perfectly grilled squid sizzled on the iron plate, sprinkled with cumin and chili powder and green onions, smelling particularly delicious, paired with chilled drinks or a bowl of iced corn syrup, it was unbeatable.

Five years had passed, and she still remembered the taste.

She only meant to have a taste and leave, but having not eaten it in a long time, she indulged, left and right, eating several skewers, downed half a bottle of cold drink, and bought a bowl of iced corn syrup, sipping it as she walked back to the car.

After finishing the syrup, she opened the door and sat back in the driver’s seat.

She planned to play some games on her phone to pass the time, but then she heard a low voice beside her, “I told you, don’t eat too much, it’ll upset your stomach…”

Su Lu stiffened, pursed her lips, and saw Bo Jingshen hadn’t even opened his eyes.

She tried to fool the drunk man, “I only had a little.”

Bo Jingshen: “You smell so much like grilled squid, it’s like you’ve been marinated in it.”

Well, the drunk man was still somewhat logical.

Su Lu blinked, unable to fool him, so she tried to comfort him.

She reached over and gently patted him, “Okay, okay, I won’t eat anymore.

You sleep a bit more, sleep a bit more.”

Unexpectedly, her hand was suddenly grasped.

Su Lu was stunned, looking at him.

She saw the man half-lying in the passenger seat, turning sideways towards her.

His eyes, which had been closed, slowly opened.

Still red from the alcohol, his gaze lacked its usual sharpness but wasn’t as innocent as before.

It was hard to tell if he was drunk or sober.

“Bo Jingshen…” Su Lu called softly.

“Hmm.”

The man responded lowly, his slightly red eyes fixed on her.

For a moment, his gaze seemed very gentle.

Su Lu: “Are you sober now?”

Bo Jingshen: “No.”

Su Lu: “Then you should…”

She was interrupted by Bo Jingshen, “Su Lu.”

Su Lu: “Hmm?”

Bo Jingshen: “What is our relationship now?”

Su Lu pursed her lips, unable to answer.

She wanted to know more than he did what their relationship was now, but because of past guilt, she felt it wasn’t up to her, her words didn’t count.

Besides, she didn’t even know if he was talking drunkenly or soberly.

Su Lu: “I don’t know, what do you think?”

Bo Jingshen: “I think…

I want to keep this relationship as it is.”

“This…

relationship?” Su Lu felt a pang in her heart.

It wasn’t exactly pain, but it felt like something was missing.

“Yes, just as we are now.” His eyes still slightly red, focused on her, his alcohol-scented and cedar-fragrant jacket still warm around her.

But Su Lu felt an inexplicable chill.

Their current relationship…

what was it?

Su Lu pondered.

He had a girlfriend.

And he thought she had a husband.

But they slept together…

No matter how she thought about it, it seemed there was only one definition for this relationship.

Her heart stung a bit, “You mean…

bed mates?”

Bo Jingshen’s gaze paused briefly, he didn’t answer immediately.

Was it the silence or his drunken stupor, hard to tell.

After a few silent seconds, he nodded, “If you want to see it that way, you can.”

He unconsciously tightened his grip on Su Lu’s hand, the pressure causing her a bit of pain.

Su Lu saw a faint smile on his lips, but for some reason, it seemed lacking in sincerity.

Bo Jingshen whispered, “Su Xiaolu, I will treat you very well.”