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

Chapter 45

"Vent for me?"

Bo Yanqing seemed to have heard something funny.

Shen Shichu didn't have the ability to anger him.

On the contrary, Nan Jiaojiao was in the limelight today. His injuries made him panic. He opened his mouth to stab her a few times, but when he turned around, he saw the child obediently following behind, looking at him with big clear eyes. I was really asking for his opinion seriously.

Choking back at the words, Bo Yanqing inexplicably replied to her carelessly, he was fooling the child.

"Follow you, I'll take you back."

"Oh."

Nan Jiaojiao followed, bravely took the lollipop in his hand, and stuffed it into her mouth.

Bo Yanqing looked back, and she explained: "Don't waste it, there is still some."

There was a strange stream of light in his eyes, and he looked at her with a half-smile.

The car parked under the apartment building, the lock was pulled up, and Nan Jiaojiao was about to get out of the car after saying goodbye.

"Is there any tea at home?" Bo Yanqing asked quietly.

Nan Jiaojiao shook her hands, opened the car door, and looked back at him, "I won't be able to sleep if I drink tea at night."

Bo Yanqing laughed.

A man sends a woman home and does not leave for a long time, this sentence already has a strong hint.

He thought Nan Jiaojiao was pretending to be stupid with him, but who knew that her next sentence seemed very sensible: "There is red wine, do you want to drink it?"

Bo Yanqing pulled off his tie, "Drink."

Nan Jiaojiao's hands trembled even more, and even the air felt hot and dry.

When they got upstairs, Bo Yanqing went to take a shower first.

Nan Jiaojiao opened a bottle of red wine and poured it into a decanter. She only prepared a cup. She dug out the only two pieces of quick-frozen beef in the refrigerator, fried them, and put them on a plate after they were cooked. She went to the guest room to take a shower.

When she came out, she subconsciously glanced at the door of the master bedroom. The bathroom door inside was open and the light was off.

"Uncle Third?"

"I'm here."

There was a sound from the balcony of the living room.

Bo Yanqing was standing on the extended terrace, the wind was a little bit strong at night, behind the fluttering tulle was his slender figure.

He was only wearing a pair of trousers, his shirt was gone, and his abs were under a thin slice of warm orange light... Sexy and seductive.

"You have nothing here for me to wear," he explained.

Nan Jiaojiao didn't prepare anything for him, and she didn't have a single piece of Shen Shichu's clothes here.

She picked up a thin blanket on the sofa and draped it over his shoulders.

"Warm it up, it's cold at night."

Bo Yanqing put his arms around her waist, leaning against his eyes, his dark eyes became deeper and deeper under the backlight: "Then what about you, wearing so little?"

Nan Jiaojiao's hands were wrapped around his shoulders, and the thin blanket was so wide that it covered half of her body when it fell from his shoulders.

Hearing this, he winked, and quickly lowered his head to look at himself.

There was no clothes in the guest bedroom, the closet was empty, and no one would come here at ordinary times. When she bought this two-bedroom apartment, she simply didn't want the layout to be too monotonous.

And she never stayed overnight with Shen Shichu.

At that time, there was only one dress given by Lu Zhenzhen on the bed, the one she was wearing to fight, but the style of the skirt... was so sexy.

"I don't usually take this route." Nan Jiaojiao covered her heart, her big eyes were very pure.

Bo Yanqing smiled, "What route are you?"

She had a thick skin, "cute and pure."

"Ah."

Bo Yanqing's chest trembled twice, he laughed sullenly, hooked her toes, and Nan Jiaojiao's feet naturally stepped on his insteps.

Bo Yanqing led her in, as if he believed her words, his voice became a little darker, "Are you sober?"

(End of this chapter)