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

Chapter 1273 Can I beat him?

The more Nan Jiaojiao listened, the more embarrassed she became.

It was described in such detail, and she was not a fool. Although she still had no impression, at least they had a friendship with each mother over a meal. Nan Jiaojiao awkwardly held back:
"It is you."

Xiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief and looked happy. He thought she really couldn't remember. Just when he was about to ask her why she was in such a dangerous place outside the window, Nan Jiaojiao suddenly grabbed his arm.

"Give way, I'll kick the door."

"what?"

Nan Jiaojiao didn't explain. She raised her foot and landed heavily on the door of the dressing room. She kicked it several times. Xiao Yu noticed the white smoke under the door and thought about her actions. He realized something was wrong and just kicked her. I wanted to say that he should kick me, but then I heard the door lock click.

Nan Jiaojiao immediately started to twist it, and unscrewed the door handle and the door lock.

Open the door and go inside.

Xiao Yu is a bit...

Doubt life.

Is this...a woman?
After a while, Nan Jiaojiao helped a woman out of the room. Xiao Yu happened to walk in and saw a figure falling into his arms. He stretched out his hand politely.

At the same time, I heard Nan Jiaojiao say: "Take care of her for me and ask her where the medicine is."

Xiao Yu carefully and hurriedly lifted Song Yuan's head, which was resting on her chin, onto her shoulders, and asked Nan Jiaojiao: "What about you?"

"I have something to do."

"Then how can I find you later?"

Nan Jiaojiao felt strange about what he was doing with her. They were not close friends, but when she saw Song Yuan leaning in his arms, she suddenly realized it again.

Oh, she saved the person.

She also entrusted it to Xiao Yu.

It does have something to do with her.

"You don't have to look for me. She will know where to go after she recovers. If it's inconvenient for you, take her back to the banquet hall. There should be someone who knows her." Being able to come to a banquet on such an occasion is not much lower. go.

Even if Xiao Yu didn't recognize anyone, he still knew the expensive dress that Song Yuan was wearing. He also knew that Song Yuan was just out of breath so he didn't speak, but it wasn't amnesia.

But he just wanted to leave a contact information with Nan Jiaojiao, but he couldn't find a good excuse, so he had no choice but to watch her leave.

Looking at his back, he looked like he was going to fight with someone.

Nan Jiaojiao really went to beat someone up.

She dialed 120 first, and then searched from room to room on this floor, not bothering to ask the front desk. Anyway, Bo Yichen and his group of non-fashionable friends were most likely spending money on this floor.

She called Bo Yanqing again, and was picked up after just two rings. "Where are you? I just called you but there is no signal. I am coming out to find you."

Nan Jiaojiao pushed open a door, and the noise inside mixed with the smell of alcohol and cigarettes hit her face.

She raised her hand and waved it in front of her face, looking through the dozens of heads next to each other at Bo Yichen sitting on the sofa in the smoke.

"Bo Yanqing, I want to ask you something."

Bo Yanqing frowned when she heard her call his full name in that lingering tone, and thought about all the wrong things that might have offended her recently, "Did I offend you?"

"It's not you, it's your brother. Bo Yichen is here."

Next sentence: "Can I hit him?"

Bo Yanqing: "Yes!"

To be on the safe side, he asked: "Where are you? I'll come find you."

"Come back later. The scene is bloody and not suitable for children."

Nan Jiaojiao picked up the phone.

She just automatically blocked the dirty words that were used to make fun of him in the box. Bo Yanqing's voice was so beautiful, like the sounds of nature, but there was no sound of nature in her ears. She was sick of hearing the toads screaming. Without saying a word, she walked inside. Roll up your sleeves.

(End of this chapter)