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

Chapter 149 No need to check, I am not close to the Ye family

Bo Yanqing came over with the hairdryer and turned to look for her, but she realized that she was already lying down on the sofa.

Bo Yanqing lifted her shoulders, let her head rest on his lap, and opened the windshield very small.

The soft warm wind blows down, Nan Jiaojiao closed her eyes comfortably.

"I'm not close to the Ye family. Today is grandma's 70th birthday. I have to go back. When I was leaving, I met Ye Jun. He sent me back."

Bo Yan cleared her hands, feeling that she had hidden something.

"Like this brother?"

"I don't like it," Nan Jiaojiao opened her eyes, and looked at the front blankly, "But I don't hate it either, you don't need to check, the Ye family is not important enough for me to take it to heart."

"Okay, if you don't want to investigate, you won't investigate. I will let Hanchuan withdraw."

"Ah."

Nan Jiaojiao responded in a low voice, and closed her eyes again.

After her hair dried, she turned over and lay on her back looking at him, "I tried my best, but I couldn't sleep."

Bo Yanqing raised his brows, "I just closed my eyes to force myself to fall asleep?"

"Well, I want to do something."

Nan Jiaojiao opened a pair of innocent big eyes, and looked at him flickeringly. She didn't deliberately seduce him, but she was fatal.

"Honestly, there's nothing you can do."

Bo Yanqing held the back of her neck, said in a low voice, tapped her chin with his fingers, and Nan Jiaojiao was kissed by him as soon as she raised her head.

He kissed very shallowly, first swirling at the corner of her mouth, then lightly pecking on her lips, sticking to her lips, then withdrawing slightly, the kiss will be deeper next time, he exerted his patience to the extreme, waiting for Nan Jiao Irritable and irritable, if I can't stand it, I will take the initiative to pester you.

Every time he was obviously in a hurry, but wanted to save face, he would always seduce her like this.

Nan Jiaojiao closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled more and more, suddenly took a deep breath, held the back of his head, pulled it down and gnawed.

"You are bad."

Bo Yanqing smiled close to her, "Who is worse?"

Nan Jiaojiao looked at him with wet eyes, and said stiffly, "It's just you."

"I didn't say no."

Even the lips of each other were touching when they were speaking, and he swallowed all the endings before they finished speaking.

Nan Jiaojiao had to admit that she was very dependent on and enjoyed Bo Yanqing's kissing her like this. It was not so warm, nor cold, and it was lingering and lingering...so ambiguous that all the cells in her body were swollen.

But every time she was about to enter the scene, he retreated with ease.

For example, now, after the deep kiss, his fingers are still lingering on her lips, his black eyes are looking straight into her eyes, and his voice is still low and hoarse, still in emotion, "Wanna watch a movie?"

Nan Jiaojiao opened her misty eyes little by little, and the coldness slowly covered her. She looked at him, bit her lips and swallowed all the moaning that was forced to her mouth.

"Not trying to do something? Watching a movie long enough to make you sleepy."

Without waiting for her consent, Bo Yanqing directly hugged her.

Nan Jiaojiao couldn't push him enough, her hands fell softly on his shoulders, and said coquettishly, "I want to see Peppa Pig."

"Row."

Bo Yanqing didn't argue with her, hugged her to the sofa, found the remote control and gave it to her, "press it yourself, I'll go to the refrigerator to see if there's anything to drink."

Nan Jiaojiao's lips moved, and it was rare for her to ask with a conscience: "Shall I open a bottle of red wine for you?"

"No, I drank a few sips while socializing, I'm sober."

Bo Yanqing opened the refrigerator door, and was taken aback by the various hand-cranked milk teas, instant milk teas, and dessert cakes inside.

(End of this chapter)