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

Chapter 1172 Follow me to guard my dad's first seven
This time, Nan Jiaojiao's glutton was hooked out.

She almost plunged into it, and quickly retracted her hands when they touched his abdominal muscles, and then pressed against his shoulders to forcefully separate.

Nan Jiaojiao didn't even dare to look at him, she ran into the bathroom in the bedroom in shame.

Bo Yanqing was lying on his back, his head resting on the back of the sofa, his breathing was low, he turned the volume of the TV to the minimum, and a light gasp rolled out of his throat.

Doesn't he feel uncomfortable?

If it wasn't for fear of scaring him, and fear of accidents with each other's injuries, how could he pretend to be so serious.

He had never been like this before.

For Nan Jiaojiao, I really like her to the bottom of my heart.

He glanced down, but luckily the light was dim, so she shouldn't be able to see it.

Bo Yanqing put his arms across his forehead, slowly calming down his emotions.

Nan Jiaojiao washed her face in the bathroom, and when she went out, there was still the same light, the movie was not played, and it was Peppa Pig.

Bo Yanqing was sitting on the sofa, looking down at his phone.

Sensing her coming out, put down the phone and turn up the volume.

The giggling laughter of Paige and her brother stepping on the mud puddle quickly diluted the weird atmosphere in the living room.

"Come." Bo Yanqing reached out to her.

Nan Jiaojiao glanced at the time on the wall, "It's getting late, do you want to sleep, I'm sleepy."

"it is good."

Nan Jiaojiao helped him up and walked into the bedroom.

After they were all lying on the bed, Nan Jiaojiao moved to his side, Bo Yanqing opened her arms and placed them under her pillow, and she turned sideways to him so that he could hug her.

Before going to bed, Bo Yanqing kissed her forehead.

Nan Jiaojiao was numb all over and hid for a while, "Not now, don't think about me."

Bo Yanqing laughed sullenly: "Yes."

He palmed the back of Nan Jiaojiao's head, inserted his fingers into the hair, and rubbed gently.

Nan Jiaojiao leaned closer and closer to him, he massaged so lightly, her eyelids gradually became unbearable, suddenly Bo Yanqing's hand slipped to the back of her neck, and squeezed lightly.

"Hey, come with me the day after tomorrow to guard my dad's first seven."

"Huh?" Nan Jiaojiao raised her head in bewilderment, but fortunately her mind was still clear, "Where are you?"

"The Bo family."

She didn't speak anymore, not knowing what to say.

"I don't want you to contact those people in the Bo family, but Dad likes you. Before he was alive, he asked me to find a time to meet you formally again. I didn't expect the accident to come so suddenly. Don't worry, I will be here the day after tomorrow, and Aunt Chan will be here. Yan Chi, Mo Tingshen, and Xu Shu are also at the meeting, staying overnight and sending Dad off for a final ride before we return to Rongcheng."

Nan Jiaojiao moved closer to him, there was no stubble on his chin, she gently pushed against him, rubbing against him, "Okay."

Bo Yanqing said in a low voice, "I'm embarrassing you."

"I'm not embarrassed, it should be."

She waited, thinking that Bo Yanqing would take this opportunity to say something else, but these days, he was extremely silent on all topics about his father.

Nan Jiaojiao immediately thought of how he was sitting alone on the balcony that night, lonely and lonely.

"I have never been your worry. Take care of uncle first. I will go. I am not a child. You don't need to take care of me all the time. Instead, you should be careful about your injuries. If it is convenient, please brother Chi and the others Help me, I can do it too."

Bo Yanqing smiled softly, "Okay."

Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyes, wanting to take a look at him, but Bo Yanqing rubbed her neck, "Go to sleep."

The next day, Nan Jiaojiao woke up when she heard the movement.

Han Chuan came early in the morning and gave Bo Yanqing a bath in the second bedroom.

(End of this chapter)