After the Marriage Cancellation, She Becomes a True Ancestor

  Chapter 220 I Want to Marry You

  Su also lowered his head and glanced at his legs, and then slowly looked out of the window, his eyes instantly fascinated.

  You can see the car lights faintly outside the window.

  Bo Yunli’s car, parked under her window?

  Peeping?

abnormal?

  But after all, there are curtains, so you shouldn’t be able to see clearly, right?

   was thinking, his WeChat came again.

   Cornucopia: Dry your hair before going to sleep.

  Day, can you see your hair only half-dry?

  Two minutes later.

  Another one.

   Cornucopia: Take time to change curtains, it's too transparent and unsafe.

  Su also twitched the corners of his mouth.

  Knowing that the curtains are not through, hurrying away, what is the habit of watching while complaining?

  She thought for a while and sent a voice: "Wait for me."

  After sending out, she got up and walked slowly to the window.

  At this time, Bo Yunli in the car, watching the girl's figure become clearer, his Adam's apple jumped unconsciously.

  He leaned back in the chair and changed his sitting position with his legs folded.

  She doesn’t want to open the curtains...

  She wears a little bit.

  Although there are no others around now.

  After struggling for a second, he still went back to a voice in disgust: "Okay."

  He missed her.

  His timbre is very unique, mixed with a kind of ease of ease in the deepness, and an indescribable sense of abstinence.

  Ke, still can't change his deep-rooted perverted image in Su Ye's heart.

  Bo Yunli looked at the window.

  After a while, the curtain did not open. Instead, the seam in the curtain moved. The girl stretched out a nice hand and raised a finger at him.

   is certainly not a thumb.

  Bo Yunli cursed a word with a low smile.

  ——

   That night, Bo Yunli had a dream.

  The night was dim, and the little girl stood by the window, and finally opened the curtain.

  I don't know where a white light came, through the window, she was also brightened.

  Her hair is half-dry, and her large white T-shirt barely covers her thighs.

  The picture in the dream is very clear. Her clavicle lines are slender, with a fragile feeling, and her white jade-like legs seem to be still lingering in the mist, curling up with the fragrance after bathing, and carelessly attract people.

  The dream got out of control later.

  He couldn't hold back, entered the little girl's boudoir, and pulled up her t-shirt that couldn't hide anything.

Inside   , there is a pink leopard print.

  The little girl still speaks so straight.

  She asked: "Do you want to sleep with me?"

  He squeezed her by the window and said, "I want to marry you."

  ——

   Woke up the next day, a little late, Bo Yunli came out of the bath, stood by the sink in the bedroom, and applied a second hand sanitizer on his palm.

  After washing, he drew a few paper towels and slapped his fingers carefully until a drop of water did not touch.

  He held the sink with one hand and pinched his eyebrows with the other. After a while, he glanced in the mirror.

  His eyes are good-looking, but cold.

  It's obviously a skinny and unreasonable, but after meeting someone...

  He meticulously put on his clothes, slowly put on those gentle and thin glasses, turned around and walked out.

  Lu Wenbin was already waiting in the living room.

  A new document came from Szhou.

  I thought that the president would have taken a little more sleep today, and his spirits would have recovered well, but after seeing the president, he realized that there was a light blue under his eyelids.

  Why do you look a little bit too much?

  Bo Yunli didn't go to the group immediately, he sat down on the sofa first, took the documents and looked through it.

  Bo Zhan passed by the living room and glanced at his handsome grandson with satisfaction. Just as he was about to leave, he backed away for a while.

  He also felt that the handsome Sun’s expression was a bit hard to say today.

  As a person who came by, he sat down beside Bo Yunli with earnest words, pretending to chat, "Yunli, follower...how far has he developed?"

  Bo Yunli's hand holding the document stagnated.

  After he had such a dream, he asked himself what way was this kind of question?

  Bo Zhan saw that he was silent, and asked, "Is it this way?"

  Bo Yunli raised his eyelids to look at him, and saw that his grandpa was pouting, like an oxygen-deficient goldfish...

  Kissing is only indirect, the kind of drinking with a glass of water.

  Of course he wouldn’t say.

  Bo Yunli was silent for two seconds, then looked at Lu Wenbin, who was secretly smirking away from his eyes,: "You will make another thing later."

  Lu Wenbin smiled: "Good president, what do you plan to do?"

  Last time, I made a school uniform for Miss Su.

  Bo Yunli uttered two clear words: "Curtains."

  　 two more~

  (End of this chapter)