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

Chapter 224 He Has Been Thinking For So Long
Nan Jiaojiao turned around, Bo Yanqing was still holding her hand on the door, just in time to wrap her in his arms.

Almost instinctively, Bo Yanqing put his arms around her waist, his voice was low and hoarse: "The bed made me sleep, where are you going to sleep?"

"I woke up, get up and read the information for a while, you can rest."

"Sit on the sofa and watch?"

"Ah."

After a few words, Bo Yanqing even lowered her head, almost touching her forehead, Nan Jiaojiao was dizzy, hugged his arm in a mysterious way, bit her lips and said: "Don't do this, you make me special I want to seduce you."

The man laughed, "Take a look."

He also stroked her waist with the other hand. She was so thin that he could grasp it with two hands.

Waiting for her reaction, Nan Jiaojiao suddenly raised her head, the curtains were closed, the room was not turned on, and in the dim light, her clear eyes were filled with tears, her small mouth was flattened, as if hiding grievances and anger, Just look at him like that.

Bo Yanqing's heart seemed to be pulled, and her throat rolled up and down, "What's the matter, what did I say to you?"

Nan Jiaojiao pushed him, "Go to bed."

"Is it too fast?" Bo Yanqing blurted out.

After she finished speaking, she saw that Nan Jiaojiao's face turned a little pale, and the grievance in her eyes could hardly be hidden. Through a thin layer of water mist, it seemed that she could burst into tears just by teasing her.

"I don't want to seduce you anymore, go to sleep by yourself."

Bo Yanqing immediately realized that she was thin-skinned and the two of them were in an embarrassing period, so she deserved to feel wronged.

But with the beauty in his arms, he thought about it for so long, and he couldn't bear to just let go.

So he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

"Just had a cigarette, mind?"

He didn't ask anything else, but carefully asked for her opinion.

Nan Jiaojiao pursed her lips, the part of her lips where he kissed was crispy and itchy.

She dodged back, leaned her head against the door, looked up at him slightly, blinked twice, and blinked the tears in her eyes to her eyelashes, looking very pitiful.

"Didn't you kiss them all, what else do you ask?"

"It's a bit late to ask."

Bo Yanqing lifted her chin, and kissed her lips carefully, without going deep, the tip of her tongue only traced a circle on her lips, and then the two thin lips pressed against her, kissing carefully, gently, Occasionally separate and then paste.

After a few times, Nan Jiaojiao was teased until her whole body trembled.

She simply hugged his neck and pulled it down, and recklessly stuck it up, bumping into each other's teeth, so she simply bit him.

Bo Yanqing let out a muffled laugh, and deepened the kiss with her lips in his mouth.

After the kiss was enough, Nan Jiaojiao straightened up, only to realize that she had been brought to the bed by him and pressed against him.

The man held his hand up her neck, palmed the back of her head, stroked it meticulously, and looked at her with intoxicated black eyes for a moment, "Continue?"

Nan Jiaojiao woke up suddenly, "No."

She got off him.

The man's hand slid across her waist, resisting not to hug her back, and watched her go away.

Nan Jiaojiao sat on the sofa, feeling a little helpless, then slid off the sofa, stuck herself in the gap between the sofa and the coffee table, sat cross-legged on the carpet, took a bunch of design drafts and started drawing.

He refused to say a word to him.

Bo Yanqing carefully looked for a sense of presence, "I really fell asleep?"

"Ah."

"You draw here?"

Nan Jiaojiao hooked her ear hair, touched her hot earlobe with her fingertips, and said softly, "I'll watch over you."

(End of this chapter)