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

Chapter 74 Third Uncle, Do You Like Sister Jiaojiao?
"You don't have a toilet in your room?"

"Yes." Bo Qingshan straightened his body, "but I can't pee next to Sister Jiaojiao."

Bo Yanqing's eyebrows twitched.

He didn't stare at her for a while, and began to call sister affectionately.

"You little brat, what are you trying to do in front of her?" Bo Yanqing sneered.

The child was unconvinced, "No matter how young I am, I'm still a man. Besides, I'm the only one who fudges in front of Sister Jiaojiao. Don't you, Third Uncle, do the same!"

Oops!Tell the truth.

Bo Qingshan glanced at Bo Yanqing's biceps, took a step back resolutely, and looked at him with narrowed eyes, "Don't think I can't see it, third uncle, do you like Sister Jiaojiao?"

Bo Yanqing rolled his eyes at him, "I know you still call her sister?"

"She asked me to call, so I called. Have you ever heard of a saying, Uncle San, who is young and doesn't know how to be young, and mistakenly regards uncle as a treasure."

Even if the third uncle is full of hormones, and the muscles and arms exposed outside the vest are well-shaped, it is too scary, especially the abdominal muscles, which look like bricks. It is not like him. Although his arms and legs are thin, he is short and dainty. It is said that concentrated essence is the essence.

"What a mess."

Bo Yanqing picked him up by the back of the neck, like a kitten, so panicked that Bo Qingshan quickly covered his precious head, and shouted loudly: "You can carry me, just be careful not to touch my hair!"

He turned his head, gritted his big white teeth, and smiled slightly, "This is the hair Sister Jiaojiao gave me."

Bo Yanqing frowned so much that a fly could be crushed to death, walked two steps at a time, and quickly went down to the second floor.

At the door of the bedroom, Bo Qingshan stopped calling.

When Bo Yanqing pushed the door open, Bo Qingshan swayed his legs vigorously, jumped out of his hands, and rushed into the door.

The door slammed shut.

Between the short opening and closing of the door, Bo Yanqing only had a quick glimpse of Nan Jiaojiao. She was sitting sideways with her knees close to her knees, looking down at a book. On the other side of the ear, the hair on the other side hangs down, and the straight hair blocks the light slightly, and the tip of her straight nose seems to be dotted with light.

Shockingly beautiful.

"Miss Jiaojiao."

Bo Qingshan walked up to him, and pointed with a smile, "The book is upside down."

Nan Jiaojiao threw the book on the table and picked up the mobile phone that was buckled aside. The characters in the game happened to be resurrected. She changed a piece of equipment and rushed directly to the high ground.

His legs were raised and rested on the edge of the table, his brows were folded together, and he looked a bit hostile. He looked like a big guy who couldn't be provoked, and there was no shadow of the gentle and quiet years just now.

Bo Qingshan blinked his insightful eyes, "Sister Jiaojiao, is the book good?"

"What nonsense?" Nan Jiaojiao cast a glance at him, "Can't I just pretend once in a while?"

Bo Qingshan was almost burned by the fire hidden in her eyes, instinctively dodged back, and leaned closer, "Third Uncle sent me down, did you hear what we said?"

"No." She didn't even bother to lift her head.

"Third Uncle said..."

Nan Jiaojiao raised her hand and pierced his Yamen acupoint. Just as a white light flashed in the corner of Bo Qingshan's eyes, she suddenly became speechless. She opened her mouth and said "ahhh" for a long time, her little face turned pale with shock. .

Jiang Xiangyue came in with her things, took off her coat and handed it to the servant as if giving alms, then looked upstairs impatiently, "Is Yan Qing at home?"

(End of this chapter)