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

Chapter 1309 I’m carrying it around
Who said it was him?

Maybe she would also blame him for coveting her beauty too much and deliberately lying to keep her at home.

"Go."

Nan Jiaojiao kicked her and said angrily: "You have the same idea as your senior brother!"

Bo Yanqing grabbed her feet, "Why don't you go?"

Nan Jiaojiao couldn't bear that he tried to test her even though he knew he understood, so she glared at him angrily and stopped talking.

He chuckled and said, "If you really have nothing to do, then go. The company is your own, and you don't have to worry about the management. Contact with those designers more will inspire you. If you really don't want to do it, then just hang out." , if it’s not fun, come home.”

Bo Yanqing pinched her ankle and his voice became lower and lower: "I'll carry it."

Nan Jiaojiao bit her lip until it hurt, knowing that this male vixen would not let go of any opportunity to seduce her!
She stretched out her hands and pouted: "A hug."

Bo Yanqing slowly raised her eyebrows, "Where are you taking me?"

Her eyes slowly slid to the corners of her eyes and she glanced at the bedroom.

Bo Yanqing picked her up, lifted her up, and raised her head so that his forehead could just touch her chin.

"Have you thought about it?"

Nan Jiaojiao's face turned red, "No."

"Then I'll take a shower and you go to bed first."

Nan Jiaojiao hugged his neck and pressed her hand upwards, forcing him to look up again, "Think!"

Bo Yanqing chuckled, deliberately holding her down, holding her back with his arms, and changing her position to a horizontal hug.

He could put her directly into the bed, but he stepped on the edge of the bed with one foot, put her on his lap, and covered her body without pressing down, so that he could speak in her ear:

"Be good and take it off yourself."

"I..." Nan Jiaojiao felt her breathing was short for some reason, "I took it off, there is nothing under the skirt..."

"Ha..." The low smile in Bo Yanqing's mouth seemed to be coming from his mouth. It was hoarse and tickled the heart like a feather, "Mine."

"oh oh……"

Her hands were as panicked as a horse in grass, and she fumbled for a long time before she found the first button, but she couldn't unbutton it for a long time. Bo Yanqing didn't have the patience to pull it off.

The buttons fell apart.

When Nan Jiaojiao was put into the pillow, she was so distressed that she cried: "It's worth millions of dollars, and you tore it again!"

Bo Yanqing held her head back in his hands, lowered his head and kissed her, "I won't tolerate it if you talk to me again."

Nan Jiaojiao hugged him excitedly, "Then don't spoil me."

Bo Yanqing raised his body and glanced at her. He seemed drunk between the corners of his eyes and brows. He looked down at people, his dark eyes seemed to be dimmed by light and shadow with a thin layer of cold light. Nothing else could fit into his eyes, only looking. Looking at her alone, the cold fog in front of her eyes dispersed little by little, as soft as the scenery and the moon.

……

Nan Jiaojiao didn't drive, she went there by subway.

I came here yesterday and went to the design department with familiarity.

Jing Chuwen happened to be there. When he saw her, he greeted her and led her to the conference room.

When Nan Jiaojiao entered, the girl with black-rimmed eyes from yesterday was already there.

Jing Chuwen asked them to wait here and went to work.

The girl stood stiffly with her hands in front of her, "Hello, my name is Yueyu. I have graduated for a year. I have interned in other companies before. From now on... we will be colleagues."

It's a social fear.

Nan Jiaojiao's favorability towards her skyrocketed, and she felt like she had found someone of the same kind, "Hello, my name is Nan Jiaojiao."

(End of this chapter)