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

Chapter 53 Is the threshold of the Bo family too high?

Nan Jiaojiao looked at his back, and it was as if a thread was stretched in her heart, which became tighter and tighter.

Don't recognize people when you put on clothes?
With that indifferent look, if she hadn't been nestled in his arms last night, she almost thought it was the first time they met.

Pei Dongshi looked at her thoughtfully, and asked, "You know her?"

"do not know."

Nan Jiaojiao put her hands in her pockets, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and the center of her brows was slightly furrowed. There was a hint of impetuousness on her cold little face.

Pei Dongshi caught up with her a few steps, and said meaningfully: "There are very few people who can affect your emotions, this Bo Yanqing..."

Nan Jiaojiao stopped and happened to be standing under the eaves of the verandah. She raised her head and looked at the lions carved on the eaves. She narrowed her black eyes slightly, "Brother, is the threshold of the Bo family a little higher?"

For a moment, Pei Dongshi couldn't tell what she was referring to.

Before even entering the door, the little girl's temper was aroused. What Bo Yanqing said just now really annoyed her.

"It's just for treatment, don't think about it."

Pei Dongshi rubbed her head, this time Nan Jiaojiao dodged and walked up the steps quickly.

"Is Qingshan awake?"

Standing in front of Bo Yanqing was a 50-[-]-year-old man, dressed as a housekeeper, and pointed to the concealed room, his tone full of worry: "Last night, the cold poison broke out. Fortunately, Dr. Xu came in time and brought it under control. Hurry up." In the morning, I had a high fever again, my body was hot and cold, and the bedding was changed twice, and now it looks normal, but I kept talking nonsense."

Bo Yanqing asked: "Did you hear what he said?"

"It seems to be a fairy, a fairy or something."

As he said that, the butler saw two strangers coming upstairs. The man was gentle and elegant, and the girl looked impatient. He instinctively wanted to entertain her. The girl asked, "Where is the patient?"

The butler subconsciously looked at Bo Yanqing.

Bo Yanqing glanced at Nan Jiaojiao lightly, his eyes still indifferent, and then winked at the housekeeper.

With his permission, the housekeeper dared to make way, "The young master is inside."

The door opened, and Nan Jiaojiao was standing at the door. The backlight came from behind her, blurring the contours of her facial features, as if she was walking from the light and shadow.

Bo Qingshan was covered under the quilt, only half of his face was exposed, his vacant eyes suddenly widened, and he was so excited that he pulled the lower half of his face out of the quilt.

Shouted: "Xiangu!"

Nan Jiaojiao frowned tightly.

With a bang, he slammed the door and left.

This temper!

Pei Dongshi quickly stopped him, "What's wrong?"

Nan Jiaojiao's face was not gloomy, she gritted her teeth bitterly: "He called me aunt."

"That's really his fault." Pei Dongshi knew her taboo, and coaxed him with nice words: "I'll go in and talk to him, and correct this bad name. Wait a little bit, don't leave, hear Is it gone?"

Nan Jiaojiao didn't speak.

He sighed, "My little ancestor?"

"Ah."

Hearing her answer, Pei Dongshi let go of her and left. He suddenly felt a cold stare, and when he turned his head to look, he didn't see anything unusual.

One minute later, Pei Dongshi came out again and coaxed Nan Jiaojiao in.

Bo Qingshan sat cross-legged on the bed, wearing fleece trousers and a jacket neatly on his body, his face was flushed, his eyes were circled with blue, and his immature face was actually tired.

But a pair of eyes looked at Nan Jiaojiao with sparkle.

He called obediently: "Beautiful sister."

Nan Jiaojiao paused on her toes, looked sideways at Pei Dongshi, her eyebrows slightly relaxed.

She pulled out the chair in front of the bed and sat down, asking, "What's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)