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

Chapter 101
What words?

Nan Jiaojiao looked at him, glanced at the dishes on the table with small eyes, and asked tentatively, "How about some food?"

A trace of surprise flashed across Bo Yanqing's eyes.

Eat something?

She was kicked out of the house last night, and the box of cold medicine was taken by her?

He was so angry that he raised his hand to tap her forehead, and laughed in his low voice: "Little heartless."

Nan Jiaojiao flinched back, raised her eyes and glanced at him, thinking he was so strange.

Bo Yanqing stood up straight, and stretched out his right hand towards Lu Zhenzhen, "Miss Lu, I have long admired your name."

Lu Zhenzhen seemed more polite, and stood up to shake him, "You're welcome, Mr. Bo is the most famous."

They are in the same class, and their circles are different, but occasionally they will meet, and they have met countless times at banquets, but they have always lacked a chance to know each other.

"Just order whatever you want, I'll buy it." Bo Yanqing withdrew her hand, her knuckle fingers casually hanging on the edge of her trousers.

Like a mirror in her heart, Lu Zhenzhen glanced at Nan Jiaojiao with a smile, and said, "Okay, Mr. Bo treats you, I will not be polite to you."

Bo Yanqing nodded, and rubbed Nan Jiaojiao's hair as she left, "I'm upstairs, please call me if you need anything."

Nan Jiaojiao nodded, not because she was obedient, but more perfunctory.

Lu Zhenzhen took two sips of her drink, pursed her lips, as if she couldn't wait to say something, took a thoughtful look at Nan Jiaojiao's face, and took another sip of her drink to press it down.

"Like it?" she asked.

"Huh?" Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyes in bewilderment, knowing nothing.

Lu Zhenzhen raised her chin in the direction where Bo Yanqing left, "Third Master Bo is good to you. If you like it, don't worry too much. Even if the Bo family thinks you are not enough, I can be your backer."

Nan Jiaojiao had just scooped up a spoonful of tomato beef brisket when she suddenly stopped, as if she was stumped by these words.

Lu Zhenzhen leaned over, lowered her voice, and smiled lightly and charmingly: "Tell me how you feel about him."

"pretty good."

"How good is it?"

Nan Jiaojiao's face faintly turned crimson, "I've slept, his skills are quite good."

"cough……"

Lu Zhenzhen took a mouthful of soup and almost sprayed it out of her nose.

She quickly raised her head and took out two paper towels to wipe.

Nan Jiaojiao wanted to help, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, Lu Zhenzhen stabilized and gave her a meaningful look, "My silly Jiaojiao."

What happened to her?

At the door, a rose red sports car stopped, the back seat opened, and a pair of long legs wrapped in high boots stepped out.

Two black cars followed closely behind, and many bodyguards in black came down.

"Are you sure Nan Jiaojiao has nothing to do with Master Bo, and she fabricated her identity as a niece?"

With a sullen face, Ji Mingyue listened to the lazy female voice on the phone: "You don't believe what I say?"

Ji Mingyue frowned, raised her eyes and saw two figures by the window, with a cold smile on her lips.

She put on her sunglasses on the bridge of her nose, and walked over in high heels. There was a lot of movement, and the diners looked sideways frequently, but the two women didn't even glance over.

Ji Mingyue was very displeased, she was always surrounded by stars everywhere, especially recently, Bo Yanqing gave her various privileges, and spoiled her so much that she almost drifted away.

How can she tolerate others not taking her seriously.

"Nan Jiaojiao."

Ji Mingyue put one hand on the table and pressed down sideways, "Do you remember me?"

Nan Jiaojiao frowned, her cold eyes fixed on her face for a moment, "Who are you?"

(End of this chapter)