The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 12 Black 3 Minutes

Nan Jiaojiao's eyes flashed for a moment, and she quickly regained her composure, her voice was cold: "Thank you."

Masquerade party?
Shen Shichu was only focused on making connections and would not be interested in arranging such a project.

She looked up at Ye Shiqing, who was holding his arm, handsome men and beautiful women, walking among the crowd, intimate and not shy at all.

Nan Jiaojiao hooked the corners of her lips, raised her hand to put on the mask, took a glass of champagne, and went to the third floor.

Bo Yanqing and Yan Chi's coming was a surprise tonight. Many people were waiting outside the box with wine glasses in their hands, hoping to go in and see each other. There is light in the ancestors.

Nan Jiaojiao swept her eyes and saw Shen Shichu's father in the crowd.

In terms of seniority, Father Shen and Bo Yanqing are of the same generation and are related by marriage, so they shouldn't wait outside no matter what.

Someone who wanted to see a joke asked loudly, "Mr. Shen is waiting outside, too?"

Shen Hai has long since lost his face. He was supposed to be the person with the highest status tonight and should enjoy other people's compliments on him, but now he was shut out by Bo Yanqing.

He was annoyed in his heart, and he didn't dare to show his dissatisfaction on his face. After all, seeing Bo Yanqing alone, the temptation was too great.

"I didn't tell Yan Qing that I was coming up. He has a low-key temper and doesn't like to make noise. After all, I am the host, so I always want to come and see him."

Which one next to him is not a good person, and who is not waiting to be summoned, they know very well what kind of Shen Hai is, probably Bo Yanqing doesn't recognize him as a relative at all, and they have the nerve to put on a high profile.

"Really, Mr. Shen, please call Mr. Bo, maybe he will let you in."

Shen's father sneered: "Forget it, I'll come over and have a look, so I don't bother him."

He pretended to be generous, and greeted everyone to eat and drink well, but when he turned around, he almost crushed the wine glass.

He heard the sneers and ridicule behind him, but he didn't dare to attack.

Nan Jiaojiao leaned to the side, but Shen Hai didn't recognize her.

She came here to look for Bo Yanqing, and the current situation obviously wasn't a good time.

When he turned to leave, his eyes suddenly went dark.

Someone took the microphone and shouted excitedly: "Everyone, black for 3 minutes!"

The panicked crowd was calmed down, and shouts broke out in an instant.

The so-called black 3 minutes is a kind of game among young people. They can do whatever they want during these 3 minutes. After the light is on, they tacitly don’t pursue it.

There happened to be a man and a woman beside him, hugging and kissing the wall directly.

Nan Jiaojiao turned to the side, and there was a slight sound of the door opening behind her, and then, her wrist was caught, and she subconsciously tried to break free, but the man let go of her hand, hugged her waist instead, and hooked her arm inward. Hitting the man's chest, I smelled a familiar classical fragrance in my nose.

Then it was quiet.

She was brought into the room, and when the door was closed, his chin was raised by his cool hand, and the kiss fell, almost swallowing her breath.

The two walked in while kissing, when suddenly their feet left the ground, Nan Jiaojiao was picked up, and her legs were lifted up on both sides of his pelvis.

After sitting down, this posture became more ambiguous.

Nan Jiaojiao remembered that her waist was pinched tightly, and the man held her waist with both hands and made her sit back.

"Bo, Bo Yanqing?"

The man laughed softly, mixed with low and hoarse breathing: "You are so timid, how dare you come up to seduce me?"

Nan Jiaojiao turned her face away and said stiffly, "Who seduces whom!"

There is only one VIP room on the third floor, which is occupied by Bo Yanqing and Yan Chi, who dares to put on airs, the people waiting outside the door will know how much face he has.

Bo Yanqing twisted her hair and hooked it behind her ears, without leaving her hands, gently rubbed her ears, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you want it?"

(End of this chapter)