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

Chapter 2 You Come to Grab a Kiss, OK?

She didn't have any strength in her body, she simply slumped on the bed, staring at the dressed man standing by the bed with his back to her.

Before he could see enough of his waist, the black shirt was lifted up to cover it tightly.

Well-dressed, with cold brows and eyes, there is no lust at all.

"?"

Bo Yanqing turned around, "Is the medicine cured?"

"Well, solved."

She gritted her teeth and felt that she had to add another sentence: "Thank you."

Bo Yanqing raised his shoulders and put on his suit familiarly. He didn't rush to leave, but rolled up his cuffs and approached her step by step.

Nan Jiaojiao was about to get up, but he happened to bend over, pressing his hands on her sides.

"the first time?"

She froze all over.

"Ah."

Bo Yanqing stared at her without blinking.

After a while, he bent his lips and smiled, "How long have you been planning to climb into my bed?"

Nan Jiaojiao's hands gripping the quilt suddenly tightened.

Raise your eyes and look at him fixedly, "I won't pester you."

She was drugged by Shen Shichu, and Bo Yanqing was her antidote. Last night was at most a love affair between a man and a woman. She had no intention of messing around at all.

Then, she heard Bo Yanqing laugh.

Very cold, very sarcastic laugh.

He said, "I'm announcing the engagement with Shen Shichu."

Nan Jiao raised her head coquettishly.

Facing the man's deep and arrogant eyes.

"I, Bo Yanqing, will not be wronged like this. If you want to be with me, you can't get involved with other men."

Nan Jiaojiao pursed her lips, smiled and shook her head, "Shen Shichu won't divorce me."

Bo Yanqing frowned, "Why?"

Nan Jiaojiao was dumbfounded by the question.

She can't say it's true love.

At least before last night, she thought so.

"If you think you can't get over it," Nan Jiaojiao took a deep breath, teasing a little bit, "When I got married, you came to snatch me?"

"Ah."

Bo Yanqing let out a short sneer.

Open the door and go out.

His last words echoed in Nan Jiaojiao's ears: "Nan Jiaojiao, you think highly of yourself."

……

When Bo Yanqing walked out of the hotel, he saw the black car at the door.

Yan Chi and Xu Shu were lying on the window, smiling excitedly at him.

"Yoho, Brother Yan, you have such strength, tsk tsk..."

Bo Yan counted a cigarette.

Xu Shu said: "May I ask, have you forgotten that I am a doctor?"

A mere aphrodisiac, it is not without other solutions.

But their third brother insisted on doing it himself.

"To be honest, that girl's background is unclear and she is still a student, but there are many people in Rongcheng who know about her marriage with Shen Shichu. Why did you sleep with the young lady of the Shen family and cause such trouble?"

"By the way, is this Shen family related to you?" Xu Shu interjected.

Bo Yanqing just raised his eyebrows.

Yan Chi: "It's strange to say that the Shen family's nest, which worships the high and tramples the low, just clings to a little girl who doesn't have any wealth. Shen Shichu dotes on her like an eyeball, and everyone else takes her. They treat you like a golden boy and a jade girl, why did they suddenly come here and put you to sleep, maybe..."

Yan Chi leaned closer, "Are you kidding me?"

Bo Yanqing closed her black eyes calmly.

The dignified Mr. Bo has never been insulted like this.

"What did you say to her just now?"

"Playing with you."

"last sentence."

"Go... put you to sleep."

"En." Bo Yanqing nodded in satisfaction, "I will rob the marriage in a month, and the money is ready."

Yan Chi and Xu Shu were stunned.

He choked out a sentence for a while: "You are fucking serious!"

In the room, after taking a shower, Nan Jiaojiao stood in front of the mirror to look at the marks on her body.

It's so cruel, the bite is real, I hate her so much.

When I was doing it, I wished I could rub her into the bones, and I wouldn't recognize anyone when I put on clothes.

Bo Yanqing...

She seems to have provoked a big shot.

When the phone rang, Nan Jiaojiao glanced at the caller ID, her eyes were filled with coldness.

(End of this chapter)