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

Chapter 183 How can you compare to Nan Jiaojiao

Wiping her shoulders with bath flowers, he pushed the bubbles aside a little, revealing three drop-shaped birthmarks on the left shoulder, which were coquettishly red.

"How many flowers to tattoo?"

He had seen her birthmark a long time ago, but never asked about it.

Nan Jiaojiao didn't even have the strength to shake her head, "I don't want to, and I'm not ugly."

"It's not ugly, I like it very much."

Bo Yanqing lowered his head and kissed, his breath came down at the same time, and Nan Jiao shrank his shoulders so itchy, "There are bubbles, you are not afraid of being poisoned by kissing."

Bo Yanqing said meaningfully: "I am immune to all poisons, and you are the only one who can poison me."

He didn't see it, Nan Jiaojiao's eyelids lifted, and then quickly closed again.

After taking a shower, Bo Yanqing wrapped her in a towel and went out, put her on the bedside to dry off.

"Lean in."

Nan Jiaojiao moved inward, while Bo Yanqing stood by the bed, dried her body with the towel she had used, and lay down under the quilt.

She leaned over, put one hand and one foot on his body, and her hands were not honest, she stuffed them into his armpits and squeezed them.

The man took a deep breath and suppressed it, "Again?"

Nan Jiaojiao turned over, the quilt slipped from behind her shoulders, the cold white skin was more eye-catching than the warm lamp above her head, she kissed the corner of his mouth, and begged in a hoarse voice: "Easy?"

Bo Yanqing couldn't breathe at all, his heart was hanging high, he just lay down and kissed her for a while, then turned over and changed his position, when he was about to kiss her again, Nan Jiaojiao turned his head away.

"what happened?"

Bo Yanqing stopped, rubbed her hair, put his hand on the back of her neck, and rubbed lightly, "Don't like this? Then I lie down again?"

Nan Jiaojiao buried herself in the pillow, "I really want to sleep."

"If you want to sleep, you still hook me, harm me?"

Nan Jiaojiao pushed him, "Why don't I do it after I wake up from sleep?"

"Then who am I!"

Bo Yanqing held her face, kissed her, was really angry, took a bite, and then went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

Nan Jiaojiao put the quilt under her chin, half-opened her eyes, and looked at the open bathroom door. Some water droplets splashed on the mirror, and the mirror surface, which had been clouded by a layer of heat, was poured with cold water, fainted a little bit, and became clear again. .

There was a bit of guilt in her eyes, a bit of reluctance, and she finally closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Shen family.

Ye Shiqing was still wearing her wedding dress, sitting on the bed anxiously, listening to Shen's mother swearing downstairs for most of the night, all kinds of vitriolic and vitriolic words about Sang and Huai, no matter how dirty she was, completely disregarding the image of a lady.

Even if they didn't face each other, Ye Shiqing cried in fright.

She was sent to the Shen family by Bo Yanqing's people, and the Shen family didn't dare to throw her out, but when they welcomed her in, Shen's mother Jiang Ling and Shen Shichu's younger sister Shen Shixuan supported her from left to right, half helping and half pulling her She dragged her into the house, and the two pinched her hard. Shen Shixuan also deliberately stepped on her wedding dress with the heel of her high-heeled shoes, breaking it in several places.

Ye Shiqing reapplied her makeup and put on her veil. She had no choice but to change the wedding dress, and wanted to wait for Shen Shichu to come back so that it would sell out.

Suddenly, the door was kicked open.

Shen Shichu appeared at the door reeking of alcohol. He was so drunk that he fell on the door, lost his balance, fell a few steps in, bumped into things one after another, and fell to the ground with a bang. He was still holding half a bottle of wine in his hand. The tie was ripped loose, and he was full of evil spirits.

"Brother Shichu."

Ye Shiqing immediately walked over to help her, "Where did you go, why did you drink so much?"

Shen Shichu pinched her face hard, making her look up, her sinister eyes stared straight at her, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was dark and cold.

"Bitch, how can you be better than Nan Jiaojiao?!"

(End of this chapter)