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Chapter 743 Chapter 743: Do you want to know who is tampering with the plot?

The car drove slowly in the traffic flow, and the cabin was extremely quiet.

Chu Yao played with the seat belt with her fingers repeatedly, and the man's deep breathing could be heard from time to time.

She thought the atmosphere would continue like this, but Bo Nanxian suddenly said: "You are not simple, you don't love me enough."

Chu Yao: "..."

Her bright red lips were tightly pressed together, and she didn't immediately refute.

Because I don't know how to respond.

Seems like it really is.

The carriage fell into silence again, but this time it was a little weird.

Chu Yao felt that she should say something.

At this time, the man's voice sounded again, "But it's okay, as long as I love you enough."

Chu Yao's drooping eyelashes trembled, as did her heart, and her fingertips clenched the seat belt tightly.

Why doesn't it matter?

related.

Chu Yao raised her eyelids, looked at him sideways, and said softly, "Give me a little more time."

"Okay." The signal light in front just turned red, and Bo Nanxian stepped on the brake slowly, turned his head, met her gaze, and stretched out his hand.

Chu Yao lowered her eyes and looked at the man with well-defined joints, and she had commented that he was very suitable for moving bricks.

She pursed her lips, and slowly put her hand on the man's palm. The warm feeling seemed to spread to her heart along the interlocking hands.

"Your hands are beautiful." Chu Yao said.

Bo Nanxian: "Really?"

"Yes." Chu Yao nodded, the corners of her lips turned up, "It's the most suitable for holding my hand."

After finishing the words, she heard a low laugh from the man's throat, followed by his very serious voice, "What about my mouth?"

Chu Yao: "..."

Good guy, have you learned to ask questions by analogy?

She frowned slightly, "Good question."

Bo Nanxian held her with one hand and the steering wheel with the other, with a smile in his voice, "Why didn't Teacher Xiaochu answer?"

"My hand is suitable for holding your hand, but what about my mouth?"

Chu Yao: "..."

She raised her hand and rubbed her temples, and said helplessly, "You did it on purpose."

"I am asking sincerely."

"Well, your mouth is good for eating."

After the words fell, the man smiled even more happily.

"Indeed, but that's not the only answer."

Chu Yao: "Then what do you think the answer is?"

Bo Nanxian: "The answer is in your heart."

Chu Yao raised her eyebrows and said thoughtfully: "Then I have to think about it."

It was quiet again in the carriage.

Chu Yao turned her head to look at the orange sky gradually dyed outside the car window, and suddenly asked: "What capacity should I go to your grandpa's birthday party?"

Bo Nanxian: "Girlfriend."

"Can't it be his ex-wife?" Chu Yao asked intentionally.

"Alright." The man glanced at her and said slowly, "Then introduce you as my ex-wife and current girlfriend."

Chu Yao: "..."

It sounds complicated.

"Forget it then." Chu Yao touched his hand and said with a smile, "Girlfriend is fine."

Bo Nanxian glanced sideways at her, "Well, listen to your girlfriend."

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The ring crystal chandelier sheds a large area of ​​light, and the dress studio is as bright as day.

Chu Yao looked at the various styles of dresses displayed on the model stand, feeling dazzled, and suddenly didn't know which one to choose.

"Which one do you like?"

A man's magnetic voice sounded next to his ears, Chu Yao was extremely at a loss, and shook his head, "I don't know either."

Looking at her face, Bo Nanxian said with a smile, "Or do you like them all?"

"Help me choose." Chu Yao threw this difficult problem to him.

Bo Nanxian walked around the studio and stopped on a bright red tube top dress.

He had seen Chuyao wearing a red dress, and that vivid beauty suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Try this set?" He tilted his head to ask Chu Yao's opinion.

Chu Yao's gaze shifted from the dress to the man's face, "You can try it, but it might not be suitable to wear red to your grandpa's birthday party."

"You're right." Bo Nanxian nodded slightly, "Then save it and wear it to our engagement banquet."

Chu Yao raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "That seems a little early."

"Really?" Bo Nanxian stared at her deeply.

Chu Yao and him looked at each other for a few seconds, then looked away, and said calmly, "Choose another color."

"it is good."

Bo Nanxian finally chose a pale pink dress for Chu Yao. The one-shoulder design revealed the delicate collarbone and perfectly curved fair neck, which was classic yet elegant.

The waistline is just right, and the girl's waist is not full.The length of the skirt just reached the ankle, and the whole person looked slim and slim, with a gentle temperament all over her body.

"This one is good." Chu Yao looked at herself in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

Bo Nanxian hooked his lips, "Then this one?"

"Listen to you." Chu Yao gave a thumbs up to the man, "Then I'll change it."

"Wait." Bo Nanxian took her hand and said softly, "Now it's your turn to help me choose."

In the atelier there are not only dresses for women, but also dresses for men.

Chu Yao saw Bo Nanxian wearing a black suit a lot on weekdays, and suddenly wanted to see him wearing something different.

She set her sights on a white and pink gown.

Seeing Chuyao walking towards these colors, Bo Nanxian frowned slightly, but quickly opened them up, and his straight thin lips slowly hooked down.

Couples outfit.

Also good.

Although the pink suit looked good on Bo Nanxian, but probably because of his overbearing aura, it gave people a weird feeling.

So Chuyao just pulled the man to take a selfie with the mirror, and asked him to change into a white suit.

Sure enough, the white suit is more suitable for Bo Nanxian's temperament than the pink suit. It looks less cold and alienated than wearing a black suit, and more noble and gentle.

Chu Yao stared blankly at the man, absent-minded for a moment.

Never thought that one day, she would meet her own Prince Charming.

At this time, the book-transmitting system made a sound: [Hey, host, didn't you want to know who the one who tampered with the plot was last time? 】

Chu Yao's attention was instantly attracted by these words: 【Who? 】

Chuanshu system: [Actually, the general system felt a little guilty for delaying your retirement, so it specially applied to match you and Mr. Bo. 】

Chuyao: [……]

It's fucking unlucky.

Who do I want to like, who do I want to be with, does that matter to the system?
Damn, I hate this total system even more.

Book threading system: [……]

Ah, it seems a bit self-defeating?
When Chu Yao was about to greet all the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the general system, a sudden warmth came from his palm.

She pulled back her thoughts, and the man was already standing in front of her, holding hers with a pair of knuckle-like hands, rubbing her fingertips once and for all.

He seemed to enjoy touching her hand that way.

Chu Yao's eyes fell on the man's face, and a pair of beautiful peach eyes stared at him seriously.

She pursed her bright red lips, and said with a smile: "Young master should only see paintings, and I only know about them. If you write to the end of the world, you must not be a person in the dust."
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Famous: The last line is taken from Su Shi's "Three Ways to Lost Title".

(End of this chapter)