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

What a fool!

He quietly rejected it three times!

Rejection will be confirmed out of the box. How bad is the cataract in Uncle San’s eyes that he can’t see words that cover half the screen?

Why are you pretending to be an innocent old man?

Bo Qingshan looked at the sky, "I invited you, but my third uncle refused."

"He said you refused."

Nan Jiaojiao turned her head and conveyed this. Who couldn't hear it if she was sitting so close?

The corner of Bo Yanqing's mouth curled up, "I didn't find it. Please help me look for it. Is there any hint?"

"That's it."

Nan Jiaojiao leaned forward half-body and poked at his screen. She didn't even notice that when she came closer, Bo Yanqing leaned back slightly. He moved some distance in, held Nan Jiaojiao's waist, and pulled her Hold her to the empty space between your legs.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the place where her fingers passed. There were three avatar frames on the screen. His was the black one, the one used for WeChat avatars. On the left and right was a cute girl and a big fool with missing teeth. He felt out of place and wanted to fit in. .

"Bo Qingshan, please confirm." Nan Jiaojiao reminded.

The tone didn't mean anything else, but Bo Qingshan felt that he was being ordered. The boss stared unhappily at an old man who quietly held Sister Jiaojiao in his arms. He was so angry that his teeth itched, and he hummed: "I don't want it, the three of us Individuals who are scattered are likely to be beaten when encountering an organized and disciplined professional team."

Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows, "By what? Say it again?"

With her skills, she could pick three organized teams. Would she be afraid?
Bo Qingshan shrank his neck and said with a smile: "I'm not thinking about us, besides, the third uncle is a novice, his skills must be terrible, and he doesn't know how to wink. If he is suppressed by the opponent, he won't even be able to get down. How bad it would be to have a little sense of gaming experience.”

Nan Jiaojiao thought about it, she couldn't let her man hurt his self-esteem.

"Then you should retreat. Your third uncle and I will go to the platoon and we won't be able to meet him."

!!!

Don't bully children like this!

Bo Qingshan wanted to cry again. He swore that he saw his third uncle smiling. He couldn't stand the ridicule. He closed his eyes and grabbed someone. He glanced at the other person's face hastily, and then said to Nan Jiaojiao sincerely:
"How about four of us? My Uncle Huo can do it too. He has a great time!"

Huo Linxi glanced at his cell phone and said, "Okay, I haven't played in a long time, so I want to play a few games."

He called Lu Jinyang over by the way.

Anyway, there were few people today and no one was playing cards. They would not be happy if they played cards with Bo Yanqing or Mo Tingshen. They would lose with only a pair of underwear every time. They might as well go to the game and crush Brother Yan.

Oh, no, they are in the same team.

Then send Brother Yan to the enemy.

Huo Linxi just thought so, but he didn't dare to make it too obvious, but Bo Qingshan didn't hide anything. As long as Nan Jiaojiao was not around, he held his head high and took Bo Yanqing into the enemy pile, throwing it away without pain or itch. A skill, after provoking someone, he would stick his butt out and run away, leaving the third uncle there, and he would be dead within two seconds.

He died several times in a row, and when Bo Qingshan was secretly despising Bo Yanqing's intelligence in his heart, he heard the old man say: "Jiaojiao, please take me, I don't know where to go, I keep dying."

Bo Qingshan? ? ?
Huo Linxi, who is secretly causing trouble: How can this be done? !

Nan Jiaojiao was indeed fooled, and she kept Bo Yanqing with her every step of the way. She gradually lost herself in his "Jiaojiao is great" and insisted on showing off her skills with him.

(End of this chapter)