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

Chapter 1224
Some of the splashed fragments pierced his feet, and Bo Yichen's reaction was as if several knives had been pierced at the same time, and he shrank back in fear.

"Aren't you just a toy! Others can play, why can't I play! Isn't it just asking for money? If you set a price, I can't afford it!"

"What are you!"

Nan Jiaojiao originally wanted to ignore this man, after all, this is not her place, and even Bo Yanqing doesn't have much affection for this place. As for his relationship with the Bo family, she never asked, but the one lying on the ground, Absolutely what he loathes.

Moreover, this person's words were too harsh, even if she wanted to hold back her temper, she couldn't suppress her temper.

He was about to leave after scolding, but he felt puzzled, and went back to add another curse: "You can't even compare to Bo Yanqing with a single finger!"

As soon as the words fell, Bo Yichen's expression changed again and again, and he couldn't hide his viciousness and jealousy.

Nan Jiaojiao didn't care what mood he was in, and left after cursing.

Her things were placed on the small table between the two reclining chairs. She reached for the towel, bent down, and suddenly an unknown dizziness came up, like a drum pressing down on her.

After shaking his eyes for a few moments, he opened his eyes again, but his vision was not very clear, and there were even double images.

I didn't have the strength to grab it in my hand, and the towel fell off.

She realized something was wrong, and after she stabilized, she turned her head away.

Bo Yichen didn't look like he was screaming in pain just now, the pain was painful, but the pleasure at this moment overwhelmed the pain, he sat leaning there, looking at her with sinister eyes.

"I told you, this is the Bo family, it's easy for me to do something."

He supported himself on the ground with one hand, stood up, and approached unsteadily, "Do you feel dizzy? Can't use your strength?"

Nan Jiaojiao's eyes slanted to the incense beside her.

"You're very vigilant." Bo Yichen laughed slyly twice, "I gave you twice as much dose as others. I didn't want to alarm Bo Yanqing, but I didn't expect you to be so ruthless that I dislocated your arm. , now fall into my hands, I must torture you to death!"

Anyway, even if Bo Yanqing finds out, he's done playing with him, and at most he's going to get mad at him.

There is a blood relationship, no matter what, Bo Yanqing will not tear herself apart for an outsider.

All he could think about was Nan Jiaojiao leaning against the window, that fox-like face made him panic.

……

The card in Bo Yanqing's hand was not stable, and fell down, touching the card on the far side.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Yan Chi pushed the card that was knocked out.

"Isn't this one? Brother Yan, you played it yourself. I'm just waiting for this card to come out. Thank you, Brother Yan, you are worthy of being my own brother!"

Yan Chi knocked down the cards, touched another one, hit a kong, and it blossomed, his eyes almost wrinkled with joy.

Bo Yanqing had no expression on his face. After finishing the beating, he pushed the chair and stood up.

Mo Ting asked deeply: "Aren't you playing anymore?"

Bo Yanqing ignored them, his crutches had been changed from the one that was propped under the armpit to one that was held in hand.

Walk a few steps slowly, towards the door, just in time to meet Bo Yuman who came back, "Where are you going?"

Bo Yanqing asked, "Why are you here?"

Bo Yuman felt strange, "Where can I be if I'm not here, I just went to deal with some things, and I just came back, no matter what happens tonight, I will stay with Dad until dawn."

Deng Chan came downstairs and glanced at the mahjong table as she passed by. She held a bunch of things in her hand and asked, "What are you doing here?"

(End of this chapter)