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

Chapter 229

Nan Jiao raised her head suddenly and looked straight at him.

That's right, I've slept through it all, so what are you hiding, what's being pretentious?

Thinking of this, she kept using her hands, and when she wanted to do so, her hands had already grasped Bo Yanqing's shirt collar.

Then pull down by the way.

Nan Jiaojiao stepped up.

When he reached his lips, he kissed her, then parted, and looked into his eyes from a close distance. His dark eyes reflected her blurry face. The closer he got, the more vacant his vision became, and he couldn't see clearly what was hidden in his eyes. .

Nan Jiaojiao simply didn't guess, and kissed him again.

"You're right, I can sleep with you and test you directly."

Bo Yanqing stared at her for a moment, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, "Where are you going to sleep?"

Nan Jiaojiao kissed him, her voice was low, but she didn't have much emotion, "So, we're just sleeping, right?"

Bo Yanqing's whole body trembled, as if a basin of cold water had been poured down.

But she leaned up to kiss him again, even cold water couldn't quench the fire that had been set up by her.

"But I told you it's over, right?" Nan Jiaojiao asked.

Bo Yanqing pressed the corners of her lips tightly, and looked at her with darker eyes.

Just when she was about to speak, Nan Jiaojiao leaned closer, this time it was not just a simple lip, she intentionally bit his lower lip, and then kissed him while he opened his mouth.

Bo Yanqing palmed the back of her head almost instinctively, kissing her deeper and deeper.

It doesn't matter if he is jealous or not, it's a loss or not.

It's all done like this, it's not like she can end it if she wants to.

"So--"

Just when Bo Yanqing was about to get distracted, Nan Jiaojiao left him again, pursed the water stains on her lips, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and waited for her breathing to calm down before slowly raising her eyelashes to look at him.

Said: "Whether I want to sleep with you or not is up to me?"

Bo Yanqing's heart was burning hot, "Yes, never mind."

"so……"

Nan Jiaojiao grabbed the hand at his neckline and slowly crawled to his waist with only two fingers.

Bo Yanqing grabbed his hand and stuffed it between two shirt buttons.

"How about you touch it again, is the figure still the same as before, and has it disappointed you?"

Nan Jiaojiao burst out laughing.

She likes touching his abdominal muscles very much, especially when it's like that.

"No, I'm still in good shape."

Nan Jiaojiao rubbed up, he noticed it, and hugged her feet off the ground.

Nan Jiaojiao was instantly a head taller than him.

She lowered her head, hooked the hand around his neck upwards, pinched the earlobe, and hugged his head again.

He bowed his head and kissed.

"But, I don't want to sleep with you today."

A low cat voice uttered against his lips.

Bo Yan opened his eyes in an instant, Nan Jiao's delicate and beautiful face turned away from her eyes, and she pinpointed his neck and bit it down.

"hiss!"

It hurts.

How dare she bite.

The pain was so painful that Bo Yanqing stretched out his hands to support the wall behind her, kept his neck in the same position, and even lowered his head to accommodate her.

But Nan Jiaojiao jumped off his hand after biting her, and said with a snort, "I'm tired, I'm going to sleep alone tonight, you can figure it out yourself."

"Ah, by the way, Yanchi is here."

Nan Jiaojiao thoughtfully pointed in a certain direction, over there was Yan Chi's room.

After Bo Yanqing came to his senses, he ran after him, and if he didn't catch him and beat him up, he couldn't let go of his anger.

Even threats were used: "Stop for me, if you dare to run a try."

Nan Jiaojiao was not stupid, she jumped out quickly, and when she ran to a safe distance, she even turned her head to provoke him.

Bo Yanqing stood on the porch, watching her run away, the girl's lips were red and her teeth were white, her complexion was slightly blush, and her smiling face was dimly illuminated by a layer of soft light under the street lamp.

(End of this chapter)