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

Nan Jiaojiao grabbed his collar and pulled him over for a kiss, "Mr. Bo, are the set lunches delicious?"

He pursed his lips, with an expression of interest that was somewhat unfinished, "It's delicious, can I try it next time?"

"Are you eating or looking at me?"

"Look at you." Bo Yanqing blurted out.

Nan Jiaojiao's smile deepened, "There are too many tricks, Mr. Bo. I can't keep pretending to be unfamiliar with you. I feel sorry for you."

"Then please do yourself a favor and reveal my identity as soon as possible."

"OK."

Bo Yanqing raised his eyebrows, "What bad idea are you planning?"

"No, we're getting married soon anyway, and we'll all know when the time comes. It doesn't matter if it's earlier or later. Whether it's public or not, I'll also enjoy what it feels like to have the privilege."

As soon as Bo Yanqing was moved, he knew she was joking after she said the last sentence.

So he pretended to squeeze her hand and said, "Let's forget it. It's not good. I'll influence your work more. After you finish the order, I'll find an opportunity to make it public."

Nan Jiaojiao deliberately teased him: "Aren't you impatient?"

He sighed quietly, "I can't afford to be impatient. Should I wait?"

Nan Jiaojiao laughed so much that she lay back in the chair. She didn't dare to be too presumptuous. When she noticed that Bo Yanqing started to hook her fingers, she stopped laughing obediently and said, "I want to drink the milk tea made by Aunt Zhan."

"Yes, as long as you want to eat, you can have it."

Bo Yanqing held her neck, pulled her over, and kissed her very gently. The halo of street lights shone in through the car window, and the hazy light-colored halo flickered on her body. He didn't close his eyes and looked at her from a close distance. Her brows and eyes were soaked in the warm light and looked beautiful.

Cute and seductive.

Afraid that he couldn't control himself, he held the back of her head and pressed it back. He kissed her hard and then slowly stopped. He pressed his fingers on the corners of her lips and rubbed them gently. At this time, Nan Jiaojiao was particularly quiet, looking at him with a pair of wet deer eyes, pure and lustful.

"Okay," Bo Yanqing said in a low and hoarse voice, "If we keep going, Aunt Zhan and the others should close the door."

Nan Jiaojiao blinked her eyes and gave a soft "hmm".

Bo Yanqing checked whether her seat belt was fastened and sat back after confirming it.

It was almost twelve o'clock from here to the private restaurant. Nan Jiaojiao felt very sorry to go. She mentioned it or not went and just found a place to eat. But Bo Yanqing said that Aunt Zhan had made arrangements, so she had no choice but to go there.

After eating, I went home and fell asleep.

The next day, Bo Yanqing sent Nan Jiaojiao to the set early in the morning. Before getting off the bus, she specifically told him not to come over and wait again. She would call before getting off work. Bo Yanqing refused at first. She yelled twice and he stopped. .

"Jiaojiao, come over and drink milk tea."

Su Miaotong handed over a cup of milk tea, "When I went to get it, I saw it had the flavor you like. It's still hot. You came just in time."

Nan Jiaojiao took it and asked while removing the straw: "Who invited milk tea?"

"The male lead came early in the morning and invited the whole crew to drink milk tea. All the extras were not left behind. I just arrived just in time. I heard that his play was in the afternoon and Director Chen wouldn't let him come. He wanted to come himself, saying Let’s watch Shu Jin’s play first.”

Nan Jiaojiao asked casually: "Who is the male protagonist?"

"Last year's new top star was the one with the special eyes of Guotai Minan. Let me think about it——"

Su Miaotong put her hands back, palming the edge of the table, and leaned back, "Xiao Yu."

"..." Nan Jiaojiao was depressed, "Who?"