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Chapter 744 Chapter 744: Will your little girlfriend come

The man stared deeply at Chu Yao, kissed the back of her hand with his thin lips, and smiled slightly in his deep and magnetic voice.

"Actually, as long as you kiss me, I know what you want to say."

Chu Yao raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly when she heard the words, "Really, but it seems that I have no connotation."

Bo Nanxian said quite seriously: "Then you can kiss me first, and then praise me."

Chu Yao: "..."

Just wanted her to kiss him.

Both of them are born hangers, and it is very easy to choose a dress.

Chu Yao decided on the pink one-shoulder dress, while Bo Nanxian chose the white suit.

Coming out of the dress studio, Bo Nanxian put the dress into the back seat of the car, took Chu Yao's hand, and walked to the opposite restaurant to have a meal of Japanese food.

Chu Yao fastened her seat belt, looked sideways at Bo Nanxian, and said with a satisfied face: "This is the best dinner I've ever had these days."

The man held the steering wheel with both hands, a smile curved his lips, "Because you ate with me?"

Chu Yao: "..."

This misunderstanding is a bit big.

She blinked and said with a smile, "Half of the reason."

Bo Nanxian didn't ask the other half why.

Back at the Nanwan Holy Garden, Chu Yao was about to wash up when her wrists tightened suddenly, and her footsteps were forced to turn around, bumping into a generous and warm chest.

"What's wrong?" She opened her eyelids and looked into the man's dark eyes.

Bo Nanxian tightly wrapped her in his arms, and said in a low voice, "I miss you so much."

When the man spoke, all the warm breath fell on Chuyao's ears, making her heart tremble.

She put her palm on the man's back, and patted him gently comfortingly, "Hey, I'm here."

The tone was like coaxing a child, Bo Nanxian had almost never heard her talk to him like this before.

He hooked his lips and chuckled softly: "Treat me as a child?"

"Well, treat you like a grandson." Chu Yao deliberately bullied him.

The man's eyes darkened a little, and he rubbed his big palm on her slender waist vigorously, "Don't be naughty."

"Not naughty." Chuyao tilted her head back and met his gaze, her peach blossom eyes bent into crescent moons, and she smiled brightly and seductively, "I just want to be your little ancestor."

"Huh?" Bo Nanxian dragged out the ending, with a half-smile, "Want to be my little ancestor?"

"All right?" she asked.

Bo Nanxian lowered his head and kissed her lips, "Of course."

Chu Yao raised her eyebrows, "Listen to that cry, little ancestor."

He smiled, his thin lips pressed against her ear, his voice was low and hoarse, with a provocative and ambiguous voice, "Baby."

Chu Yao's eyelashes trembled, and her legs softened inexplicably.

After a few seconds, she managed to maintain her composure and said, "Wrong."

"That's right." As soon as the man's voice fell, Chu Yao suddenly felt the world spinning in front of him.

He picked her up by the waist, walked into the bedroom, put her on the soft quilt, bent over to look at her, his bottomless eyes were like a deep sea, seemingly calm, but radiating danger.

Chu Yao looked at the man, her chest rose and fell with her breathing, and the hands beside her involuntarily clenched the quilt tightly.

She pursed her lips and said, "What's wrong?"

"You haven't answered my question just now." He whispered.

Chu Yao blinked innocently, "What's the problem?"

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

"........."

What are you doing, are you still asking this question?

Chu Yao frowned, then raised her head, kissed the man's lips, stared at him intently, and said softly, "It's suitable for me to kiss."

Bo Nanxian rolled his Adam's apple, "It's also suitable for kissing you."

After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed Chuyao's bright red lips.

In an instant, the man's familiar breath and smell rushed towards her face, surrounding her, and everything that belonged to him was silently invading her senses.

He seemed to be the only one left in her world.

The moon hangs high outside the window, and the moonlight shines mottled through the gaps in the branches and leaves. The temperature of the room rises little by little with the couple in love. The air is gradually filled with a lingering atmosphere, and romantic wisteria flowers bloom in the ears.

Clothes were messed up, breathing was disordered, and some things between lovers seemed to happen so naturally - but at this moment, Bo Nanxian's cell phone rang suddenly.

But the two who embraced did not separate because of this.

Bo Nanxian refused to answer the call, and the phone fell to the ground with a "click", but the person on the other end of the phone couldn't see, and dialed his phone over and over again.

Chu Yao pushed the man away, rolled herself into the quilt, and said in a muffled voice, "You answer the phone."

Bo Nanxian stood up, closed his eyes, exuding a frightening low air pressure.

He raised his hand and rubbed his temples, bent down to pick up the mobile phone on the ground, and when he saw the caller ID, his eyebrows were slowly raised.

"What's the matter?" He picked up the phone, looked at the bulge in the quilt, and the irritability in his eyes became stronger.

"What do you mean by that?" Mr. Bo on the other end of the phone was quite dissatisfied with his words, "Can't I, a grandfather, call you if I have nothing to do?"

"No." Bo Nanxian walked to the balcony of the living room, looked at the night, and frowned, "Try not to call me at night."

"Why? What else can you do at night?"

"........."

Mr. Bo didn't think about these aspects, and then complained: "When I call my grandson as a grandfather, I still need to check the time? Does that mean I need to look through the almanac to choose a good day?"

Bo Nanxian laughed angrily at the little old man's words: "Let me just say one thing, you say so much?"

"If you're not angry with me, can I say so much?" Mr. Bo said confidently.

Bo Nanxian: "..."

He didn't continue this topic, and said lightly, "Grandpa, what do you want from me?"

Mr. Bo cleared his throat, pretending to be calm: "Will your little girlfriend come tomorrow night?"

"Does Grandpa want to invite her?"

"........."

The other end of the phone fell silent, and he was not in a hurry, just waiting quietly.

Going back to the bedroom now, it is impossible to continue the unfinished business.

Mr. Bo snorted coldly and said, "What do I mean I want to invite her? It's up to you whether to invite her or not. If you take her seriously, you will naturally invite her."

Unlike the perfunctory marriage before, they never saw the legal daughter-in-law until the divorce.

"Of course it's serious." Bo Nanxian raised his eyelids and looked at the disc-shaped moon, his tone became serious, "But I'm worried that grandpa is too fierce and scares my girlfriend away."

Mr. Bo immediately retorted unhappily: "Nonsense! Am I that fierce?"

"Yes." Bo Nanxian replied without hesitation, "Grandpa not only has a bad temper, but also looks scary."

Mr. Bo: "..."

Did he make this call to listen to this brat pointing at him?

"Bo Nanxian, you are too presumptuous!" He shouted by name.

Bo Nanxian hooked his lips, "Grandpa hopes that I won't be present tomorrow?"

(End of this chapter)