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

Chapter 1921 Reading Classics

Nan Jiaojiao was not upset when her thoughts were revealed, "Don't get me wrong, I'm here to read a classic."

Bo Yanqing closed the book and stuffed it into her arms, but then he took her into his arms, grabbed the back of her neck, pulled her down, and kissed her head on.

Nan Jiaojiao snickered and was about to respond when he suddenly left, pressed his finger on her lips, stepped away slightly, and glanced towards the door, "Okay, stop making trouble and go back to your room. "

"I don't know. Master and everyone in Wuyuan don't know about my relationship with you, so they want to arrange two rooms. It's unnecessary."

Bo Yanqing smiled and said, "Without Mr. Jiang's instruction, who would arrange it like this? Since she has arranged it, we will abide by it and be good."

Nan Jiaojiao was easy to coax, but she had a bit of a bad habit. The more she coaxed her, the more she became more and more frustrated. She hugged the man's shoulders, pressed her forehead down, and her breath brushed against his ear as she spoke, "Am I really going back? "

"Go back."

Bo Yanqing patted her back and coaxed her, "In an elderly home, you still have to be more careful and not be too casual."

Nan Jiaojiao pursed her lips, deliberately seducing him, but failed. She raised her hand and moved away from his shoulder, "Am I really leaving?"

"I'll give it to you."

Bo Yanqing made a move to stand up, but Nan Jiaojiao jumped off his lap, "Who wants you to send it to me? I'm not familiar with my own home. I'll go back by myself."

Bo Yanqing pulled her back, squeezed her hand, and walked her to the door, but Nan Jiaojiao pushed her back into the room.

Such stinginess.

He leaned against the door frame and watched Nan Jiaojiao go down the stairs, then returned to the room, took pajamas from the suitcase and went into the bathroom to wash up.

... Nan Jiao played two games on the couch and then quit to check the messages. Bo Yanqing didn't send any messages. She curled her lips and planned to go downstairs to get a glass of water.

When she came back with hot water, she was keenly aware that something in the room had been moved. The lights in the bathroom were darker than before, and there was the sound of water inside. Nan Jiaojiao was not afraid. In her own territory, she had always been very courageous. He was afraid, but subconsciously clenched the water glass tightly, thinking that if he were a thief, he would give it to him first.

At this time, the bathroom door opened and Bo Yanqing came out.

She put down the cup she just raised, "Why are you here?"

Bo Yanqing had a face towel in his hand and was wiping the water off his face and hands. "I didn't bring a toothbrush. I came here to look for it."

Nan Jiaojiao narrowed her eyes, "I closed the door when I went out, but the angle didn't change. How did you get in?"

Bo Yanqing pointed to the window and said, "I'm upstairs above you. I stopped by to take a look."

Nan Jiaojiao turned around and locked the door.

She put the cup down, jumped into the man's arms, hung it on him and stretched herself up. She was so happy, "Aren't you pretending to be a serious person like me? You said you have to worry about etiquette in an elder's house. Mr. Bo just rejected me. You jumped over my window with your back foot, what do you call that?"

"Beauty of the evening, let's forget it?"

Nan Jiaojiao smiled and leaned over, "It's not earthy."

Bo Yanqing held her back and carried her back, walked a few steps, and put her into the bed. He had no intention of getting up, and Nan Jiaojiao didn't give him a chance. She wrapped her hands around his neck, and without using any force, he pressed her down himself. Come down, kiss down.

Bo Yanqing held the back of her neck with his big palm, strangled her waist with his other hand, and smoothly lifted her onto the pillow.

The kiss was breathless, and when they were willing to let go, the distance did not move far away. The tips of their noses touched lightly. His eyes were understanding. He raised his hand to turn off the light above his head and then turned it on again. The light was dimmed. light orange color.