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

Chapter 1501 If you don’t know, you just don’t have it.

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Nan Jiaojiao touched the corner of her mouth and said, "He didn't."

"Is there anything he can let you know?"

Nan Jiaojiao replied matter-of-factly: "I don't know, that means no."

"So there is one?"

"I don't even know. How do I know if he has it? If he wants to hide his mistress, how can he let me know?"

Lu Zhenzhen sat back in the chair, smoked a cigarette, held it between his fingertips, and lit it skillfully. He blew out the smoke ring twice without spitting out the depression in his heart. He pressed the corners of his lips and said, "Then why the hell am I going to do that?" knew!"

Nan Jiaojiao almost answered the call, but was stopped by a mouthful of snacks. She took a closer look at Lu Zhenzhen's face, and then glanced at the mobile phone that was put aside. She was listening to the call just now, although the person on the other side was I didn't hear what he said, but Lu Zhenzhen's rare loss of control could only be because of Gao Zhe.

She didn't know how to persuade her, so she put her hand on Lu Zhenzhen's shoulder and said after a long time: "Take you to find a man?"

Lu Zhenzhen's eyes slowly slid to the side, he glared at someone sideways, and sneered: "I thought you were going to say sorry and surrender, and take me to find a man. Will Bo Yanqing be angry if you find out?"

"He didn't know how to be angry about that."

Anyway, if the sky falls, there will be a mouth to support it.

Forget it if she doesn't find out, and coax her if she finds out. Anyway, Bo Yanqing can only scold her a few times and be reluctant to hit her. Rounding it off is like looking for a wild man.

Lu Zhenzhen didn't want to fool around with her. She was not in the mood today, so she sent Nan Jiaojiao back after eating.

Just after taking a shower, when Nan Jiaojiao was standing in front of the cabinet picking snacks, Bo Yanqing came back. He was changing shoes in the entrance hall, looked in, and asked casually: "Aren't you full for dinner?"

Nan Jiaojiao pulled out the package of taro slices and turned to look at him, "You are full, haven't you eaten?"

"How can I have a few bites when socializing?"

Bo Yanqing took off his tie and put the suit he took off on the back of the sofa. "I'll look for what's in the refrigerator and make something casual. Do you want to eat it?"

Nan Jiaojiao touched her belly and said, "No, I'm full."

He nodded and walked to the kitchen.

The sound of opening and closing the refrigerator was very soft, but Nan Jiaojiao felt an inexplicable chill on the back of her neck.

She should have thought that he wouldn't eat anything on that occasion. He would come back hungry, and the pot and stove at home would be cold. She would watch TV with snacks in her hands, and she felt a little guilty no matter how she thought about it.

Nan Jiaojiao put down the snacks coquettishly, followed him into the kitchen on cat heels, and hugged him from behind.

Bo Yanqing subconsciously protected Nan Jiaojiao and hid her behind his back while he was frying eggs to prevent the oil from splashing on her.

Looking back at her, "Why are you so cute all of a sudden?"

She said coquettishly: "I'm sorry, I'm not good at cooking and I'm not considerate, so you're still hungry when you go home."

Bo Yanqing raised his eyebrows, feeling bad that the little girl wanted to express her feelings to him.

He couldn't bear it, so he glanced at the fried eggs in the pot, turned off the fire, turned around and picked her up.

"It's about food and sex. What I want to eat is not a late-night snack, but you. Why don't you feed me first, and I will think about filling my stomach later."

Nan Jiaojiao lowered her head to meet his kiss, and after just a few kisses, she left his lips. She raised her head and glanced back, stretched out her hand, and held the door frame to prevent him from going out any further.

"Why don't you eat your fill first? I'm afraid that if you enter the bedroom, you won't be able to come out tonight."

"What did you say?" Bo Yan Qingning could feel that he was hallucinating.

(End of this chapter)