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

Nan Jiaojiao jumped down from Bo Yanqing. She had never been so agile in her life.

She didn't know whether she was feeling guilty or panicked, she subconsciously tugged at her collar which was still neat, "You should leave now."

Bo Yanqing half-propped himself up, his interest was dull, and he looked at her with undisguised eyes, still feeling unsatisfied.

He raised his eyebrows towards the door and gave her advice shamelessly, "Tell them I'm gone."

Nan Jiaojiao's eyes widened, "Stop it, leave now!"

Bo Yanqing reluctantly got off the bed, took a few steps and pulled her into his arms, "This is your last chance, will you keep me?"

"I've never been one to seize opportunities, so I declined. Thank you."

Nan Jiaojiao refused to let him hold her and pushed him to the balcony, insisting on urging him to leave.

Bo Yanqing was half-hearted, but his legs were very honest and he didn't want to leave. However, he couldn't persuade his shy little wife, so he flirted with her for a while, turned over and jumped off the balcony.

Nan Jiaojiao was startled, second floor!

She quickly leaned over to see that Bo Yanqing was holding a rope, and he used his toes to find a fulcrum and pushed a few times before landing steadily on the ground.

Nan Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Bo Yanqing looked up and made a "go" gesture.

Nan Jiaojiao pointed at the rope hanging on the balcony and said in a low voice like a thief, "Take this away!"

"After tomorrow, do I still have to climb up someone else's balcony to find you? Throw it away."

"You throw it away!"

Nan Jiaojiao untied the rope with a red face and threw it to him. Without even looking down, she went into the bedroom, turned off the lights, jumped into the bed and covered her neck with the quilt.

I feel more and more like a guilty thief.

Downstairs, Bo Yanqing slowly picked up the rope. Lu Zhenzhen folded his arms, leaned against the pillar, and waved at him, "Slow down, Mr. Bo."

Bo Yanqing's expression did not change at all, and he even gestured the rope towards her, "Mr. Gao, do you need this? It's a free gift."

"No, he can't climb up someone else's balcony."

"Maybe. My family always welcomes you to stay for a few days. If Mr. Gao comes looking for you, bring this rope with you. I will turn a blind eye to it."

He was sarcastically mocking who loves to quarrel!

Lu Zhenzhen grinned, "Get lost now."

Bo Yanqing raised his eyes, but still thanked him before leaving.

Hanchuan was waiting outside the car, holding a half-full bottle of water in his hand. From afar he saw his uncle walking slowly towards him with a rope, as if he was taking a walk in his own backyard.

Hanchuan threw the water into the car and went over to meet him.

"Third Master, there is news over there. Han Mang is close and he has already gone there."

Bo Yanqing slowed down the speed of pulling the rope, twisted one rope around his fingertips, lowered his eyes and thought for a while.

He said, "I'm afraid it won't work for Han Mang to go, I'll go there myself."

Han Chuan's eyes flickered quickly, "Master, if you leave now, what if you can't make it to the wedding tomorrow? How about telling the young lady?"

Bo Yanqing handed the rope to Hanchuan. His hand touched the phone case, lifted it up, and put it back. "Forget it. If I tell her now, she will be worried. You stay and watch over it. I'll be back soon."

"Then I'll inform Han Che to go with you."

Han Chuan immediately called Han Che. He didn't have to follow Bo Yanqing. In the minds of the three of them, the young lady was also the master.

Before leaving, Bo Yanqing looked back at the window where Nan Jiaojiao was, and stopped for about a minute before getting in the car. (End of this chapter)