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

Bo Yanqing: "..."

"I'm not mad at you. I'm too lazy to be. Go upstairs and finish tutoring Bo Qingshan's homework."

"If he can do it, let him do it. If he can't, let him leave it alone and ask a tutor."

Bo Yanqing stretched out his hand to hug her. Nan Jiaojiao sat down and picked up a piece of cut apple with a fork.

Little Qianqian stood aside with her hands behind her back. Bo Yanqing picked her up, pinched her face, and whispered with a tight lip, "You are so brave that you dared to betray your uncle."

"Uncle San, it hurts..."

Xixi pulled her face out of his hands and turned to complain to Nan Jiaojiao, "Aunt San, uncle pinched my baby and my face hurts."

Nan Jiaojiao raised her head and glared at him, "Why are you bullying her? Did she let you pinch her?"

Bo Yanqing's hands trembled. How could he dare to do that? He hugged Xixi and sat down, "Don't bully her. She has you to protect her. I dare not bully her."

"Did we bully you?"

"no!"

I dare not say if I have.

Bo Yanqing took the fork from her hand, forked the fruit himself, and fed it to her mouth. Feeding Xixi was much rougher and simpler. He didn't even use a fork, but just fed her with his hands.

Song Yuan was shocked when she saw this scene as soon as she came in. They sat there like a family of three. She didn't dare to think about whether Bo Yanqing and Nan Jiaojiao would live a hidden life in the future. She was so jealous that her eyes turned red.

He pushed the wheelchair more anxiously and asked casually, "Who is bullying whom? Is our Xixi being bullied?"

The three people in the living room heard the sound and looked over at the same time. Bo Yanqing and Nan Jiaojiao stood up and walked towards Song Yuan, but they bypassed her and supported Mrs. Bo behind them. "I said I would accompany you for a walk to help you digest your food, but you didn't let me." Nan Jiaojiao pouted and complained a little.

The old lady pushed the cane into Bo Yanqing's hand and placed it on the back of Nan Jiaojiao's hand lovingly. "I'm just turning around. You don't want to move anyway. You can't see clearly at night. What do I want you to do? You usually walk with me. I can finally let you take a break."

She called Song Yuan away on purpose.

It’s not the weekend yet, but Bo Yanqing and Nan Jiaojiao came back today without telling me in advance.

After holding it in for several days, Song Yuan talked about Bo Yanqing every three sentences every day, but she couldn't get anything out of the old lady. The nurses and the servants in the house took turns watching her, saying that they were taking care of her, but in fact, she couldn't even leave the door of the Bo family.

She hadn't seen Bo Yanqing come back for several days. She asked the servants, but no one told her. They were all making excuses. She thought she would be able to see him every day after moving in, but this was the result. How could she accept it?

After waiting for a long time, she finally saw the man coming back. She approached him several times to talk to him, but Bo Yanqing was indifferent to her. After dinner, the old lady asked her to go out for a walk.

How could the old lady not see what she was thinking? It would be strange if she didn't torture her.

She was reluctant to kiss her granddaughter-in-law, her eyes full of love, "I asked Xiao San to cut some fruit for you, did you eat it?"

"Yes, I am eating it now. You can try it too. It is very sweet."

The old lady said, "I won't eat anymore. I ate too much for dinner. I'm old and it's hard for me to digest. I'm sleepy. I'm going back to my room to sleep. I asked Aunt Wu to pack some snacks for you to take away later. It will rain in the evening. You should go back early and take an umbrella."

Nan Jiaojiao agreed, and together with Bo Yanqing, helped her back to the room.

Song Yuan's face was distorted, and her fingers gripping the armrest were so tight that every finger turned white. (End of this chapter)