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

Especially when the girl said "uncle", Nan Jiaojiao almost laughed and laughed.

Bo Yanqing took off his suit, folded it twice and placed it on the bench. He was wearing a black shirt and a neat tie. He also took off the tie and unbuttoned the shirt, revealing his slightly visible collarbone. , when swallowing, the Adam's apple rolling up and down in the throat shows the temperament of a mature man. He usually dresses in suits and leather shoes, which is indeed more serious. Nan Jiaojiao also likes to dress young, which invisibly widens the age gap between the two. , coupled with his usually serious and handsome face, sitting in the hot pot restaurant, he looks less like a dining guest and more like a boss who comes to inspect.

The girls at the next tables glanced this way and whispered excitedly together. Nan Jiaojiao felt it. She kicked him lightly and whispered: "That's enough, that's enough. You're not so mature anymore." It won’t be appropriate to take it off anymore.”

Bo Yanqing slowly raised his eyes and stared at her.

I thought he was going to stop, but he unbuttoned the cufflinks again, folded his shirt up several times, and pushed it up to the crook of his elbow.

Nan Jiaojiao was about to faint. She sat next to Bo Yanqing and unbuttoned the collar of his shirt. She leaned close to him and warned him in a low voice: "That's enough, Bo Yanqing. Who are you trying to seduce in public? You have to take it off at home. No." Be sure to show it to others!”

Bo Yanqing hooked her waist and asked, "How will you introduce me next time?"

"fiancé!"

"Ok?"

She flirted with him and frowned, wondering why this man was so dissatisfied. She had already made a lot of concessions.

But this time Bo Yanqing didn't want to spoil her. Nan Jiaojiao glanced at him several times, but didn't see him slacking off. She gritted her teeth and whispered, "Husband!"

Bo Yanqing lowered his head and searched for her mouth with his ears, "What did you say, I didn't hear clearly."

Nan Jiaojiao looked ashamed and angry. Unknowingly, she thought she was teasing someone, but her expression looked like she had been insulted.

In fact, those two words were so hot that she didn't have the nerve to spit them out. She struggled a few times before the sound came out: "Call you husband..."

The corners of his lips raised slightly, and he touched her head, "Be good."

Nan Jiaojiao hurriedly wanted to sit back down, but Bo Yanqing couldn't let her go. He hooked her waist and hugged her back, then put the apron on her and sat down next to him.

Her shyness was short-lived and did not affect her appetite.

After finishing the hot pot, Bo Yanqing went to pay the bill and took two mint candies. He led Nan Jiaojiao out, peeled one off and fed it to her mouth, and put the candy wrapper into his trousers pocket.

Nan Jiaojiao took the other one from his hand, peeled it open and fed it to his mouth. She also stuffed the candy wrapper into his pocket. She stretched out her hand and wanted to hold hands with him. A gust of wind came out. It was not cold, but she was pretentious. and hid in his arms.

Bo Yanqing put a suit on her body, wrapped her up and returned to the car.

After arriving home, without turning on the lights, Bo Yanqing picked up Nan Jiaojiao and lifted her to the shoe cabinet. After thinking for a moment, he held her steady, stepped on the stool with one foot, and put Nan Jiaojiao on his feet. , while kissing her, he touched her ankle and took off her shoes.

Nan Jiaojiao pushed him and curled her hand slightly on his shoulder, "I haven't eaten yet. I'll get tired of you doing this every time you come home."

Bo Yanqing lowered his head and kissed her, "Then we won't do it tonight?"

Nan Jiaojiao: "..."

He smiled lowly, "Watch cartoons with you for a while?"

Looking for atmosphere?

Nan Jiaojiao couldn't bear to be touched by his forehead. It was too intimate. She leaned back and said, "I'm going to draw a design for a while, soon."