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

Chapter 179 Nan Jiaojiao, Are You Tired Of Me?

Nan Jiaojiao looked around not too obviously, holding Bo Yanqing's hand, shaking it occasionally, there was such a taste of being coquettish.

The man turned his head to look at her a few times, and when he was about to go down the steps, he purposely didn't call her. When Nan Jiaojiao stepped on the ground, he hugged her and carried her down from the third step.

Lightly reprimanded: "The light is light and the road is dark, watch the road carefully."

Nan Jiaojiao's eyes sparkled.

Know he is seducing.

She raised her eyebrows and smiled sweetly, "You are holding me."

Bo Yanqing smiled frivolously, "It's more convenient to hug."

"it is good."

Nan Jiaojiao stretched out her hands to him.

In fact, Bo Yanqing just teased her casually, unexpectedly, such a good thing really happened, and immediately picked her up and walked inside.

The decoration of the restaurant has hardly been changed. It can be seen that the main hall vacated by an ancient house has a long and simple atmosphere. There are several tables of guests chatting softly, and the collision of wine glasses is very soft, which is both elegant and smokey.

Bo Yanqing took her to the private room upstairs, the dining table was placed under the round window, the osmanthus flowers were in full bloom outside the window, and because of the window, some osmanthus flowers were blown in by the wind on the table.

Nan Jiaojiao held some in her hands, played with them carefully, and looked out the window with her face propped up. There were a few crabapple trees not far away, and there were Clivia planted by the roadside.

"I'll take you to see the crabapple flowers next spring." Bo Yanqing's elegant voice rang beside her ears.

Nan Jiaojiao's eyes were suppressed, she looked sideways, looked at his clear eyebrows, and smiled: "Can crabapple flowers be used as snacks?"

Bo Yanqing glanced at her with a smile, "You are the only one who is greedy."

"Yes, not only crabapple flowers can make desserts, but all the blooming flowers in my yard can also be used as desserts. Try this sweet-scented osmanthus cake. It's still hot just out of the pan."

The proprietress held a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and greeted Bo Yanqing. The man passed his eyes to the other side. The proprietress understood and put the cakes in front of Nan Jiaojiao.

"I haven't seen you here for a long time. This is the first time I brought a girl here, girlfriend?"

Bo Yanqing laughed, but didn't admit it directly, "Where's Brother Hao?"

"Zhan Hao was making chicken soup in the kitchen. He just saw you coming in upstairs, and he added another fish soup. The taste hasn't changed yet, right?"

"Chicken soup is fine, and the fish is made with double peppers. She likes it."

The proprietress looks to be in her 40s, wearing a blue cheongsam, her black hair tied with a simple hairpin, her eyebrows and eyes are gentle, and there are few fine lines at the corners of her eyes.

"Understood, just wait, I'll go and tell him right away."

Bo Yanqing: "One more pot of milk tea."

Aunt Zhan raised her eyebrows in astonishment. She remembered Bo Yanqing's taste, but she never liked spicy food or sugar. There was no doubt that she liked it.

When she left, she boasted: "The little girl is so pretty, she matches you very well."

Bo Yanqing smiled more languidly, the thread at the corner of her mouth almost extended to her ears.

Nan Jiaojiao held a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her hand, took a few bites, and a faint fragrance wafted from her mouth, "She misunderstood, why didn't you explain?"

"Misunderstanding what?"

Bo Yanqing took the cup of tea in front of Nan Jiaojiao and took a sip, "Are you planning to cross the river and tear down the bridge, or are you tired of me?"

Nan Jiaojiao was confused, "Why are you tired?"

"After the wedding, my attitude towards me faded." He showed evidence.

Fortunately, Nan Jiaojiao took a small bite, otherwise she would have choked. She was worried about Lu Zhenzhen at the time, and really didn't care about his emotions.

(End of this chapter)