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

Chapter 1235 Can I afford a life?
After running around all night, the expensive silk fabric actually wrinkled.

The hair has not been taken care of, and the hair that is usually combed to the back of the head hangs several times in front of the forehead, the eyes are half covered, and the line of sight looks colder, there are several red bloodshots on the whites of the eyes, and the beard is not shaved , with short stubble sticking to his cheeks, prominent cheeklines, and his whole face was completely different from his usual glamorous appearance.

Gloomy and frightening.

Aunt Wen was taken aback by his aura for a moment, subconsciously turned her head to look at Bo Yanqing, and then at Bo Li, "What's wrong with you, if you have something to say, talk about it."

Bo Li glanced at the woman who was not much older than him, and asked, "Dad is really awake?"

Aunt Wen shook her head, "No, last night... He actually stayed in the room for a long time and drank two glasses of wine. You know he rarely drinks alcohol. He woke up once this morning. I fell asleep, and I didn't dare to disturb her."

Hearing this, Bo Yanqing looked playful.

He didn't realize how reluctant Mr. Bo was for his son, he didn't show any respect for the dead in his words, instead he belittled everywhere, why he pretended to be a loving father in front of others.

Bo Li didn't think much about it. It's understandable that the old man missed his son and drank too much, but he was so drunk that he passed out when he was needed.

Aunt Wen smoothed things over and said: "The relationship between your uncle and nephew has always been good. If there is any misunderstanding, let's talk about it. Don't worry."

"It's just a misunderstanding with him!"

Bo Li glanced back, the servant carried Bo Yichen in, the bed was bumped a little when it landed on the ground, Bo Yichen groaned in pain, Bo Li rushed over to look nervously, after asking a few words, his anger rushed towards Bo Yanqing.

"He is your own younger brother, what a deep hatred, you want to hurt him like this!"

Bo Yanqing glanced lightly, "He's still alive."

To be alive is already the greatest luck.

But when Bo Li heard these words, he thought it was a provocation, and immediately became furious, "What do you mean, you dare to kill him?!"

Bo Yanqing laughed coldly, "Uncle, do you think I can't afford a life?"

Bo Li was frightened, "You, you dare not."

Bo Yanqing tidied up his clothes, went to the sofa and sat down, with his injured leg folded on the other leg, he took Nan Jiaojiao to his side, and asked softly, "What do you want for breakfast?"

"Why do you?"

"I'm not good at breakfast, just tell me what you want, and Han Che will buy it."

Nan Jiaojiao thought for a while, "Soymilk and fried dough sticks, and bean paste buns."

Han Che memorized everything, "How many bean paste buns should you eat, young lady?"

Nan Jiaojiao turned her head and asked Bo Yuman, Bo Yuman didn't eat normal people's breakfast, she wanted to eat hot pot, and the words jumped out, Han Che didn't stop her even if she wanted to, with a depressed expression on her face.

"What's wrong?" Nan Jiaojiao asked a lot.

Han Che's face was ashamed, "Young madam, didn't you read that I didn't plan to ask the second lady, where can I find hot pot for her in the early morning? You don't know, last time she actually said that she wanted to eat roasted rice?" Whole lamb, eat roasted whole lamb in the morning!"

"Just go if you're told, so much nonsense, do you want me to take you to the army to practice again?" Bo Yuman was complained about in public, she didn't feel embarrassed at all, picked up the pillow and threw it over.

Han Che hid, so as not to die, the pillow fell on Bo Li.

Han Che suddenly felt embarrassed to hide, so he moved back silently and picked up the pillow at Bo Li's feet.

He said bitterly, "Go, why don't I go?"

(End of this chapter)