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

Chapter 1222 Who Is That?

Bo Yanqing didn't even want to play cards anymore, and wanted to go with her.

Nan Jiaojiao glanced at his legs, in fact, a proper soak in water is fine, but before she finished hesitating, Mo Tingshen and Yan Chi put him on the left and right, and said nothing to let him go.

The pants are almost lost, it's strange to let him go.

Besides, the girl is going to take a bath, why is he so close to her.

Nan Jiaojiao smoothed things over properly, and said to have a bath with Deng Chan, but Bo Yanqing didn't insist, but asked two servants to take her to the hot spring.

This is the main villa.

Bo Yichen happened to see the scene where Nan Jiaojiao pushed open the window. Her hands were crossed, her body was leaning sideways, her neck was gracefully and slender, and a cluster of lights shone down, making her whole body seem to be glowing.

His eyes straightened.

When Aunt Wen's voice sounded, he didn't even move his eyeballs, and asked, "Grandma Wen, who is that?"

Aunt Wen glanced at it, and when the words came to her lips, she suddenly had other thoughts.

"I don't know."

"You've seen most of the famous ladies in the capital, but haven't you seen her?"

She was silent for a few seconds, then said hesitantly: "No really, it's a stranger, he should be your third brother's friend."

"Which female friend does Bo Yanqing have, the only one I know is Yi Qinghuan, but isn't the marriage a bragging rights?"

Bo Yichen wasn't asking at all, and he didn't care what answer he heard, "Tell me, could it be that Bo Yanqing's friend brought it back?"

In the eyes of people like him, as long as a man is not married, the ones he brings with him are at most for fun. He and his friends change people every day, and it is not uncommon for them to play together. In his eyes, women are like a plaything.

As long as it's not Bo Yanqing's person, then he dares to move.

How could Aunt Wen not know his dirty thoughts, she pursed her lips and smiled lightly: "You better not inquire about your third brother, he is very busy tonight, you go upstairs to rest, Yan Qing always has Proper, the movement over there won't disturb you."

She turned around and went up the stairs, but she didn't hear the footsteps following behind her. She turned her head and said meaningfully: "That kid Yan Qing is really, too stubborn, and he won't ask his family to help him. His father's affairs are all his hands." Take care of it, and entertain the guests alone, he is not made of iron, and even if he takes care of everything, how can he greet every guest who comes."

Bo Yichen suddenly raised his head.

Some dark side of my heart crawled like little bugs, just about to move.

call……

Not good?
At night, the lights in the main villa are turned off.

Bo Yichen waited for a while, and the servants all went back to the residence. After hearing no sound from outside, he opened a crack in the door, hid in the door and looked out.

The lights in the corridor were replaced with warm lights, which were not dazzling.

He quietly went from the third floor to the second floor, pasted outside Bo Lao's door and listened to the movement for a while, and then went out almost impatiently.

Aunt Wen stood at the window, seeing Bao Yichen's anxious appearance, and he happened to be going in the direction of the hot spring.

I knew that this kid couldn't hold back, and it was worthwhile for her to ask the servants to withdraw early.

Who is not greedy for the property of the Bo family, but her son left early, and the daughter-in-law watched over her sick husband until his death, and the next day put the divorce agreement signed early in the morning in front of Aunt Wen.

At that time, Aunt Wen was furious, and it was also because she was still young at the time, she had pretended her image for too long, and was shocked by the death of her son, and when she came again, she couldn't help but yell.

Up to now, she still remembers the disgusted eyes her daughter-in-law looked at her, and the words that were aimed at her heart.

(End of this chapter)