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

Chapter 79
The old lady woke up immediately, "Yes, then you go."

Bo Yanqing took the car keys, went back to the restaurant and patted Nan Jiaojiao on the shoulder, "Let's go?"

She turned her head halfway, and what she looked at was not him, but the shoulder that he had patted, her small mouth was pursed, and she looked a little impatient.

Nan Jiaojiao stood up, hooked her ears and hair, and said politely: "Grandma, thank you for your lunch, I'm leaving first."

"Okay, let Yan Qing take you to the gate of the school, come early next Saturday, grandma will let the kitchen prepare delicious food for you."

"Ah."

Bo Qingshan wrapped two muffins and stuffed them for her, "Sister Jiaojiao, do you like this, I ordered it, it's specially made sweeter."

Nan Jiaojiao patted him on the head in a friendly manner, "Every night, obediently take a medicinal bath, soak for an hour before getting up."

"Okay, I'll remember what you said." Bo Qingshan raised his head, behaved like a little repair dog, and eagerly sent him to the door.

Bo Yanqing didn't use a driver, he drove the car himself, the atmosphere in the car was subtle, so quiet that even the sound of the wind seemed abrupt.

"send me home."

Nan Jiaojiao turned her face out of the window, put her elbows together, and let down her hair facing Bo Yanqing's side, covering the expression on her face.

He steered the steering wheel and looked sideways, "Aren't you going to school?"

"Go home and get the textbook." The voice was cold and indifferent, and he refused to say a word more.

Bo Yanqing followed up with a few words, purely looking for something to say, Nan Jiaojiao didn't speak again, too lazy to talk to him.

No matter how slow the car was, it still drove to the door of Fei Sheng. Bo Yanqing refused to pull the lock, so Nan Jiaojiao stretched out her hand and lifted the lock directly.

"Don't ask me something?" Bo Yanqing held back, but he couldn't hold back, and opened his mouth.

boom.

He was answered by a slightly loud slam of the door.

Bo Yanqing frowned, and pressed her curled knuckles, there was nothing she could do about it.

Suddenly, the car door opened again, and Nan Jiaojiao sat in. The sound of the door closing this time was still loud.

Staring into his eyes with suppressed anger.

Bo Yanqing leaned over to her, and said in a low voice: "Nothing happened between me and Jiang Xiangyue, she fell down, and I helped her up."

Nan Jiaojiao looked at him with a look of "I'm very angry but I don't quite understand you".

Then, suddenly, he started to take off his shirt.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Nan Jiaojiao's fingers slipped in between the two buttons of his shirt, seemingly unintentionally, she scratched her fingernails and was about to retract, but Bo Yanqing pressed her on the back of her hand.

He glanced out of the window. There were quite a lot of people at the entrance of the community. He raised the windows and laughed hoarsely: "If you want to make trouble, don't stay here. I'm not afraid of being seen, but I'm afraid you will be ashamed. Be good. , shall I go upstairs with you?"

"Let go." Nan Jiaojiao's voice was cold.

It doesn't look like you're eager to do that at all.

Bo Yanqing pinched her chin, Nan Jiaojiao raised her head, but she quickly turned her head away and took off his shirt with both hands.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Nan Jiaojiao didn't say a word, she couldn't take it off for a long time, her little face became more and more irritable, so Bo Yanqing helped her.

He stood up.

Nan Jiaojiao smoothly took off the shirt from his shoulders and peeled it off.

Bo Yanqing's black eyes swept out the window. The window is made of special material, and the inside cannot be seen from the outside. However, several people have already looked at the movement just now. Give it a hold.

Even if you want to do it in the car, you can't let people watch on the street.

(End of this chapter)