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

Chapter 85 Is Bo such a beast?
As soon as the buttocks touched the chair, before sitting on it, they suddenly felt chilly.

Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyes, the bosses had already surrounded Bo Yanqing, he looked over coldly, fixed a glance on the mobile phone in her hand, with a sneering arc on his lips, then turned silently open sight.

She suddenly panicked.

Her lips pursed slightly, but she saw that there was a person behind Bo Yanqing.

Ji Mingyue has dominated the rankings for several days and is in the limelight.

Ha ha.

Nan Jiaojiao sat down firmly.

She had a guilty conscience.

"Where can I find it?" Han Qi leaned over, tapped the screen with his fingers, and brought up the photo album to show her an overview, "Here, take your time."

翻？
"How many pieces did you save?" Nan Jiaojiao asked.

Han Qi rubbed his chin, "There are a lot of them, and I won't see you again, so this monitoring can comfort me."

Nan Jiaojiao handed the phone to him, "Find it."

"you--"

How can there be such a heartless little girl, if it were another woman, his legs would already be weak after such a few words.

"I'm afraid of you, I'll find you."

Han Qi didn't pick up the phone, let her hold it with her hand, tapped his fingers on the screen, and then pushed in front of her, "It's all here."

Nan Jiaojiao deleted everything.

He didn't notice Han Qi's arm quietly resting on the back of her chair, and his fingers crawled a little bit to the side. From some angles, Nan Jiaojiao seemed to be embraced by him.

Bo Yanqing's eyes sharpened, and the coldness was frightening, frightening the soul of a certain president who came up next to him and wanted to toast.

"Master Bo, let me introduce you. This is Young Master Han. The two of you have invested the most in this cooperation."

Han Qi seemed to have discovered Bo Yanqing just now, and the corners of his lips curled up evilly, "Mr. Bo, we meet again."

When he spoke, he deliberately moved closer to Nan Jiaojiao.

There was a thin layer of coldness in Bo Yanqing's eyes, and he said in a neutral tone: "It's a coincidence."

"It's a coincidence, there will be more when we meet in the future."

Everyone poured wine, greeted each other, and brought the topic to the project, but the two great Buddhas were worshipped in their words.

No one present was a human being, and they could faintly see the smell of gunpowder, and neither of them dared to offend.

Finally, when the dinner party was over, and when he was worried about who to support, Han Qi deliberately walked at the end, carefully serving his little girlfriend who had a cold face all night.

Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief, walked beside Bo Yanqing, and talked to him.

Only one of the two elevators came, Mr. Xin bowed respectfully, "Master Bo, please go ahead, we are not in a hurry."

Bo Yanqing walked in, Ji Mingyue followed behind him, and the rest stood at the door.

He pressed the open button and asked, "Never come in?"

"If you don't come in, let's sit in the next class."

"You smell of alcohol, I'm sorry to disturb the third master."

Nan Jiaojiao stood behind the crowd.

She was wearing a white puff-sleeved top with the hem tucked into the trousers. The jeans with three rows of buttons outlined her waist very slenderly. The light blue gradient jeans had an inverted V opening at the bottom of the trousers, hanging down like catkins, revealing A small section of the ankle.

She put her hands in the pockets of her trousers, raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked indifferently, every time Han Qi said a word next to her, her brows became tighter.

Bo Yan said in a cold voice: "What kind of scourge is Bo, that everyone should avoid it?"

Everyone's face changed drastically, and they hurriedly said no.

Only Nan Jiaojiao looked straight at Bo Yanqing with her black eyes, her lips were tightly pursed.

(End of this chapter)