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

Chapter 127
Nan Jiaojiao told him all the confrontations between her and Han Qi.

Seeing that she didn't look like she was lying, the coldness in Bo Yanqing's eyes decreased a bit, but his face remained calm, "He doesn't pester others, but you?"

Nan Jiaojiao looked at him, lowered her head, and looked at her own fingers that were too good to die.

"Probably, it's because, I, can't hide my beauty."

"squeak--!"

Ji Sha took Nan Jiaojiao forward and pulled her hard, but was pulled back by the seat belt.

Looking at him for no reason, "Third Uncle, are you drunk?"

Bo Yanqing held his forehead, his eyebrows twitched, and the tip of his eyes twitched.

It's not justifiable, but how could she have the nerve to say that without changing her face.

Nan Jiaojiao saw a pharmacy by the side of the road and planned to buy some hangover medicine, but just as she put her hand on the seat belt, she was held down by Bo Yanqing.

"Sit down and don't mess around."

The way back was a bit long, there were few pedestrians on the street, the sky was getting late, flickering light came in through the window glass, Nan Jiaojiao was a little drowsy, she leaned against the back of the chair and fell into a light sleep.

Sleeping dazedly, feeling her body being hugged, she rolled into a warm embrace, her face was pressed against a heat source through the shirt, and she rubbed against it, waking herself up.

She was in the elevator, in Bo Yanqing's arms.

"Uncle Third?"

Bo Yanqing looked down at her, "Are you awake?"

"Yeah." Nan Jiaojiao yawned, covered her mouth with her hand, her slightly squinted eyes were wet.

"Wake up and go by yourself."

Bo Yanqing put her down, Nan Jiaojiao couldn't stand still, she fell to the wall all of a sudden, like a paper figure, she raised her eyes and gave him a resentful look.

After getting out of the elevator, Bo Yanqing walked ahead without saying a word, with a stinky and hard face.

She followed behind, entered the password, and was about to take out her slippers when the door closed suddenly behind her. Then the man hugged her and sat on the shoe cabinet, with his hands on her sides, his broad shoulders pressed down, forcing her deliberately.

He pinched her chin, made her look up, and kissed her lips fiercely.

Nan Jiaojiao's eyes were closed for a moment, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes were opened, and her lips were pursed subconsciously.

Bo Yanqing's breath became cold, and she pressed her fingertips heavily on the corner of her mouth, "Do you really want to draw a line with me?"

Nan Jiaojiao couldn't express her feelings, "Third Uncle, whose face are we hitting?"

It's not yet dawn. A few hours ago, she rejected him in Shengyue Mansion. At that time, she showed her determination to marry someone, and now she was hugged by him again, kissing and pinching her. Feel like a scumbag.

The man's expression was startled, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and there was a cool arc, "Hit me, okay?"

Nan Jiaojiao lowered her eyes, "Han Qi and I had a misunderstanding, but Shen Shichu and I, I'm going to marry him soon."

Bo Yanqing was not feeling well, and asked quietly, "Are you going to get married?"

"are you,"

Nan Jiaojiao didn't continue, she bit her lip, as if she couldn't speak.

Her straight-forward personality, rare twitching, especially her slightly blushing little face with her head down, is soft and soft, which made him feel as if his heart had been scratched, and his expression softened unconsciously. , "What's the matter, just say something."

"Are you..." Nan Jiaojiao looked up at him, then quickly looked away, "Do you have special hobbies, for example, you like married women, that kind of mature women?"

The man's eyes were shocked, and then he smiled lowly. He pushed Nan Jiaojiao into his arms, and his chest trembled slightly as he laughed sullenly.

(End of this chapter)