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

Chapter 1211 Does Your Husband Know?

"Let me tell you, Yan Qing's marriage, as long as he is willing, anyone's opinion is nothing, just my little mother, me, and grandma agree. His biggest shortcoming is that he is older. In fact, ...who is getting married?!"

It was rare for Bo Yuman to prepare a lengthy speech. She is usually incomprehensible, but she can't scare people when they meet for the first time. But halfway through the speech, she suddenly came to her senses, her eyelids twitched a few times, and Nan Jiaojiao stared at her hand to death. The red book in the book.

"you???"

Nan Jiaojiao didn't quite understand why Bo Yuman had the expression of being struck by lightning, and she turned sideways to show the front of the red book.

With an innocent face, he kindly popularized science, "This is a marriage certificate, and a marriage certificate looks like this."

Bo Yuman didn't close her mouth for a long time, and looked at Nan Jiaojiao's face tremblingly from the red book, with a look of incredulity, "I've fallen, sure enough, at Xiaosan's age, I can find a young married woman like you. It's not easy anymore."

What?
Bo Yuman wanted to faint, but she persisted, grabbed Nan Jiaojiao's hand, and asked solemnly: "Then what, your husband doesn't know about you and Xiaosan, does he?"

what?

Nan Jiaojiao didn't know if she was stupid or if Bo Yuman was stupid.

When they met for the first time, she didn't know Bo Yuman well, so she thought that this was Bo Yanqing's second sister. He had such a steady and deep personality, born of a mother, his essence should be similar.

So the stupid one must be her.

And she didn't turn her head around, and said stupidly: "My husband, you should know, right?"

Didn't Bo Yanqing go to get the marriage certificate together? He knows it.

Bo Yuman looked as if he had been struck by lightning, and lay on his back on the sofa, and suddenly became dumb. She didn't know which moral point to stand on. She really didn't expect that an old man whose mother was single for more than 30 years would be horny and thirsty. To pry other people's corners.

"What's the matter?" Nan Jiaojiao looked concerned, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Second Sister?"

Bo Yuman's eyes were half-opened, and the red book on her face suddenly hit her, making her a little dazed.

Weakly raised his hand to block it, "You tell Second Sister to calm down, I don't know whether I should persuade you to get a divorce in a dark way, or justly persuade you to end this unethical and immoral relationship."

Nan Jiaojiao blinked her eyes, but didn't understand.

Deng Chan took a copy, opened it, and immediately smiled.

"It's over," she looked up at Nan Jiaojiao, "When?"

"morning."

Nan Jiaojiao turned her head to look at Bo Yuman, turned her head, and asked hesitantly, "Little Mom, why is Second Sister like that? I got a marriage certificate with Bo Yanqing, how could it be immoral?"

Deng Chan was lost in her daughter-in-law's "little mother" for a second, and said with a smile: "It's okay, she is a fool."

Nan Jiaojiao was stunned.

Deng Chan threw the red notebook into Bo Yuman's arms, "Stop howling, see clearly before howling."

Bo Yuman was not willing to accept the reality, but he took a look at it anyway, and his eyes were rounded.

Mouth opened and closed, giving full play to the correct and round words that can only be read in textbooks in elementary school: "Bo, Yan, Qing."

Her first reaction was to have the same name and surname, and her second reaction was to quickly confirm whether the face in the photo was the one in front of her.

Then, something was pulled out of the ditch of the brain, and the soul asked: "Could it be that you have something to fall into his hands?"

(End of this chapter)