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

Chapter 1233 Stay with Dad

"woke up?"

Nan Jiaojiao seldom sees him drunk. He has a good capacity for alcohol, but Bo Yanqing seldom shows drunkenness on his face. At this time, his voice is rustling and his eyes are slightly narrowed, which means he is really drunk. up.

"How much did you drink?"

Bo Yanqing raised the wine bottle and gave her a look.

"A little bit, nothing."

"Come."

He stretched out his hand to hold it, Nan Jiaojiao put her hand in his palm, and asked him to lead him to his side, he hooked a futon over with his toes, put it beside him, and asked her to sit on it, "stay with dad for a while."

It's fine if he doesn't say this, but Nan Jiaojiao becomes a little cautious when he says this.

She covered her mouth with her hand and leaned towards him, Bo Yanqing subconsciously lowered her shoulders to listen to what she had to say.

"I'm stupid and I don't know how to speak. If I say something inappropriate again, Dad will be upset."

Bo Yanqing raised his eyebrows, and motioned to Mu Mu's black and white photo, "Your father yelled louder, he would definitely like to hear it."

Nan Jiaojiao subconsciously pursed her lips.

It's either that I can't shout, or that the word "Dad" is on the edge of my mouth, and I feel ashamed to open my mouth inexplicably, as if my mouth is numb.

After all, she has never felt paternal love from Ye Congwen, and she has always been vague about the role of "father".

"I, I'm shy."

Bo Yanqing pinched her face, "Then sit down for a while."

Nan Jiaojiao asked him to talk, "Then you've been sitting here for so long, what have you been talking about?"

Bo Yanqing first pursed his lips, raised his eyebrows, lowered his brows and eyes, but his eyes were looking at the hands that were interlocking with hers. The corners of his mouth held and he smiled slightly, "I didn't say anything."

"Didn't you say a word?"

"Yes, not a word."

Bo Yan said in a hoarse voice: "My dad and I don't get along enough for a week every year, and we don't usually call. We don't have much in common, and we don't have much to talk about."

Nan Jiaojiao felt very uncomfortable when she heard it.

She thought for a while, then said "Wait a minute", pulled her fingers out from between his fingers, got up and went to the sofa, subconsciously used her right hand while searching, and ended up with a "hiss" from the pain.

Bo Yanqing was about to come over immediately, but he ignored that he had been sitting for too long, and suddenly got violent, pulled the tendon in his leg, and fell back again.

Nan Jiaojiao didn't pay attention to him, and after finding what she was looking for, she sat back beside him.

Bo Yanqing immediately supported her elbow, nervously inspecting the wound, "Why does it hurt?"

The excitement on Nan Jiaojiao's face was still there. When he asked, she suddenly felt guilty, "Does it hurt? I'm just used to my right hand. I'll pay attention in the future."

Bo Yanqing checked all the gauze, and there was no blood seeping anywhere, so he slapped her finger, "Your senior brother won't let you use your right hand, if you insist, try messing with me again, I'll find a piece of gauze for you to hang your hand on." neck."

How ugly that is.

She would not.

Nan Jiaojiao didn't take his word for it, and stuffed the two marriage certificates into his hands, "I'm going to get this, you don't know what to say, you put this in front of Dad, he must be happy."

Bo Yanqing scolded her lightly, and didn't mind her changing the subject.

He took the marriage certificate and placed it under the black and white photos of the dusk, and seemed to say something, but the voice was too soft for Nan Jiaojiao to hear clearly.

She didn't dare to make trouble in front of her elders, so she didn't go over to eavesdrop.

He had already noticed that Bo Yanqing was in a bad mood, even if she interrupted him, his expression didn't improve much.

(End of this chapter)