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

Chapter 91 The Bad Uncle Who Taught Bad Children

Nan Jiaojiao frowned, "You seem like a bad uncle who teaches bad children."

Bo Yanqing laughed, a provocative smile.

He took the cigarette away, put his hands on Nan Jiaojiao's sides, pressed his upper body down, and wrapped her in his arms, "Uncle, there are worse ones, do you want to know?"

Nan Jiaojiao retreated instinctively, her eyes wandered, she couldn't make sure of his face, and she panicked for some reason.

Bo Yanqing didn't stop her either, as much as she retreated, he entered as much, suddenly put his arms around her waist, and asked in a low voice: "Are you so familiar with Han Qi that you can check his phone at will?"

Nan Jiaojiao's heart skipped a beat.

She pursed her lips, and wanted to explain rarely: "The last time I went to his private room, he intercepted the surveillance and sent it to me. I went to him to delete the video."

Met him by accident.

Thinking of this, Nan Jiaojiao couldn't help thinking of Ji Mingyue.

At that time, Ji Mingyue came in holding Bo Yanqing's hand. Recently, the rumors about her scandal with the top chaebol have caused a sensation in the city. Without Bo Yanqing's acquiescence, how could she be so blatant.

Bo Yanqing waited, thinking she would ask, as long as she asked, he would explain.

But the little girl would rather frown and struggle by herself than refuse to speak.

He sighed, showing weakness, "Don't want to ask me and Ji Mingyue?"

Nan Jiaojiao lowered her head, and there was a thin layer of water on her eyelashes. It didn't look like tears, but it seemed that the water that rubbed against him when she pulled it just now was accidentally stained.

She raised her hand to stroke his shoulder, and changed the topic: "Why did you come out without drying?"

"You didn't have mine. I found this bath towel in the cabinet. It was newly unpacked. I didn't dare to use the towels on your drying rack."

This is said carefully, but also full of hints.

"Oh."

Nan Jiaojiao rummaged through it, found a knitted coat from the bed, and retracted her hand before rubbing it against him.

"I haven't worn it, it's very clean, do you want to wipe it?"

"Heh," Bo Yanqing smiled, he straightened up slightly, his hands were still around her waist, the distance between them made him create a very ambiguous atmosphere, but the atmosphere was just right.

"Okay, you come."

Nan Jiaojiao lowered her eyes, didn't look at his face, and carefully wiped off the water droplets on his body with the knitted sweater, her eyes moved slowly with the brushed parts.

The light was too dim, she couldn't see clearly, she rubbed her hand to the bath towel around his waist, and was stimulated by a layer of cool wetness.

With a shake of his hand, he threw away the knitted sweater, his eyelashes trembled twice, and timidly raised his wet eyes to look at him.

"All right."

"Ah."

Bo Yanqing's Adam's apple rolled, and the movement was very suppressed.

His body was so stretched that he was about to explode.

Nan Jiaojiao probably doesn't know how seductive the shy side she sometimes reveals, how cute and silly she is.

Bo Yanqing approached her, held her waist with his palm, and pulled it towards him, "Actually, it's okay if you don't wipe it, and you'll be sweating all over later."

Nan Jiaojiao suddenly felt her soul tremble.

There was something in his words, but she could understand the meaning.

"You..." She opened her mouth to say something, but Bo Yanqing suddenly kissed her on the lips.

"I took a shower, are you going to sleep?"

Nan Jiaojiao felt uneasy, she hid back, her shoulders touched the head of the bed, Bo Yanqing caught up, her forehead was pressed against hers, and her voice was light: "Huh?"

Nan Jiaojiao, I think Bo Yanqing is really... coquettish sometimes.

(End of this chapter)