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

The pretty boy was surrounded by a group of beauties and left.

Soon, a servant came to take Yan Chi in.

His room is arranged on the third floor. This floor seems to be an office area. Next door is a large study room, and then there is the gym. This is the only room that can sleep.

"The young master occasionally rests in this room. He has been gone for two months this time, and the sheets and bedding have been replaced with new ones. No one has used them yet. He specifically asked me to arrange you here."

Yan Chi nodded, "Very good, I'm done."

"The late-night snack is being prepared. Madams have had dinner and there are not many ingredients left. I will make a few more dishes for you. Do you have any taboos?"

"No."

"Okay, then you rest first. I'll call you later."

"Wait a minute," Yan Chi stopped him. He pursed his lips and asked a gossip, "How many wives does your young master have?"

The servant smiled, "Many, many come and go. The young master is very generous. He never forces a relationship. If he wants to leave, he will give you a generous breakup fee."

Yan Chi sneered, "It's quite fancy."

The servant didn't answer, nodded, quietly closed the door and went out.

Yan Chi walked around the room and found all the places where he could hide things. There was nothing fishy about it. It seemed that it was really the pretty boy's private space. There were no cameras or monitors, so it was very safe.

Not long after, a servant knocked on the door and called him to come downstairs for dinner.

The huge long dining table can, quite literally, accommodate more than twenty people at a time.

The table was not fully spread, but there were more than ten dishes.

Yan Chi is used to living a life of spending money like water, and he is also particular about food, but he is not to the point where Mo Tingshen pays attention to details and taste, but he is knowledgeable at all, and now it is an eye-opener. He is not as good as a pretty boy. .

As soon as he sat down, the woman who came back with them also sat down opposite and glanced at him.

"Handsome guy, it's so lonely to eat alone. I'm hungry too. I'll stay with you."

Yan Chi glanced at her, "Don't you call me brother anymore?" The woman's face changed, and she glanced around subconsciously. She lowered the corners of her mouth and smiled a little, "What are you talking about? My man will be jealous if he hears this."

Yan Chi laughed "ha".

That's all the courage.

After he was so frightened, the woman did not dare to harass him too much. After eating, he was good-tempered and took the initiative to chat with her for a few words, and then went back to the room upstairs.

After the door was closed, Yan Chi walked to the window and pushed it open.

There is a statue of a character in the center of the fountain pool downstairs.

He took a closer look and smiled. The pretty boy's face was fair and tender, and his thin body was carved into a burly man. His face was carved into an angular shape. Except for the similarity between the eyebrows and eyes, the lines on his cheeks were very distinct. The fleshy flesh on his face has not been sculpted at all.

They are completely different from each other, and their beauty is eight hundred miles away.

Yan Chi shook his head and smiled. He leaned against the window frame and took out his cell phone.

midnight.

Bo Yanqing seemed to feel something and woke up inexplicably. The screen of his mobile phone flashed. He grabbed it and took a look. A certain logo flashed quickly on the screen and disappeared very quickly.

He woke up instantly.

He pushed his elbows down and raised his upper body. The sudden emotion made him forget that his arms were still being pillowed by Nan Jiaojiao. When he heard her humming, Bo Yanqing stopped quickly. He put down the phone and lay back down. , holding her in his arms.

"Be good."

Nan Jiaojiao responded vaguely: "Huh?"

"Asleep, right?"

……shit!

Bo Yanqing kissed her forehead, "I'm very happy tonight, very happy."