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

"Uncle San, are you peeking at Aunt San's phone?"

"Shh!"

Bo Yanqing quickly covered the little ancestor's mouth, then released it and tapped her lips with his index finger, "Be quiet, if anyone hears, your uncle will be punished."

"Oh."

Xixi climbed down from his lap, and he habitually supported the little girl to let her stand steadily, "Where are you going?"

Xixi gave him a cute smile, "Xixi is thirsty, Xixi go get some drinks, Uncle San wants some?"

"I don't want to drink it, so don't take the ones from the refrigerator. There's some in the snack cabinet that your Third Aunt bought today, so take a bottle for yourself."

"Okay, Sissi is going."

The little fellow twisted his hands and ran away.

Bo Yanqing ignored her. He hadn't touched Nan Jiaojiao's phone for a long time. Although her social circle was very narrow, it was different now. There were many men in the company and she was so pretty. Pei Dongshi alone had blocked a lot of bad peach blossoms for her, both openly and secretly. Every time she told him about it, he got anxious, fearing that one day she would really be seduced by some guy outside, and then she would not only dislike his age.

Normally, he didn't dare to look at her, but now that she was upstairs staring at Bo Qingshan, Bo Yanqing felt bold and wanted to flip through her lightly and quietly.

She did add a lot of people on WeChat.

But the dialog boxes were all very simple, and some were blank. Nan Jiaojiao didn't say a word, but inexplicably, the other party would send a message: "Jiaojiao, XX movie will be on tomorrow, do you want to go and see it?"

It is obvious that the person had harassed her before, but due to work needs, she did not delete the messages for the time being. However, after deleting the chat history, the other party sent her messages again to test her.

Bo Yanqing's teeth were clenched.

I had already clicked on the delete friend button when a voice suddenly dropped over my head: "Uncle San, what's in Sister Jiaojiao's phone?"

"There's something dirty!"

Bo Yanqing replied casually, and was startled. He looked up and saw Nan Jiaojiao's smiling face. Was it her who said that childish and cute voice just now?

What about him?

Bo Yanqing didn't dare let her speak immediately, and quickly changed the subject, "Has Qingshan finished his homework?"

"No, I missed you and came down to see you."

Her "wants" were not ordinary wants. The brighter her little face smiled, the more knives were buried.

Nan Jiaojiao was still holding Xixi's hand. The little girl stood there with confidence. Maybe she didn't think her prank would be caught. Well, at such a young age, she could find excuses to deceive him. He went to bring Nan Jiaojiao down without saying a word.

Bo Yanqing handed her the phone consciously, "Baby, don't think about me now. Think about me in the evening when you're no longer angry, okay?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the smile on Nan Jiaojiao's lips faded away at a speed visibly slow to the naked eye.

Her eyes seemed to be pierced with ice chips as she stared at him with a clear gaze.

Bo Yanqing's heart skipped a beat. He stood up, slightly bent his waist, held the phone in both hands, and presented it to her like a tribute.

"I was wrong, Jiaobaoer."

Nan Jiaojiao then took the phone from him, glanced at it, and deleted the male colleague's friend list without changing her expression.

Bo Yanqing watched it all clearly from the side and was secretly delighted.

"Next time just ask me directly, don't peek. If you want to look, look in front of me. I don't have any secrets."

Bo Yanqing was so ashamed that he couldn't even lift his neck. He took out his cell phone and gave it to her, "I'll show you mine. I'll make it up to you."

Nan Jiaojiao was so disgusted that she didn't even glance at him. "What's so good about yours? They are all men. If something really happened between you and them, you would have been unclean long ago." (End of this chapter)