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

When Nan Jue handed Nan Jiaojiao's hand to Bo Yanqing, he was shaking all over.

It turns out that it is really difficult to control your emotions after marrying the woman you love.

Bo Yanqing grasped her fingers, gently, carefully, and yet cherishingly held them in his arms.

When their eyes met, the deep affection flowing between their brows was difficult to suppress, but on the edge of rational restraint, their hearts and eyes were full of each other.

Nan Jiaojiao had imagined the scene of marrying Bo Yanqing many times, but none of them had been more real than now.

From then on, she was Mrs. Bo.

A man who can stand by his side and shoulder to shoulder with him for the rest of his life.

It seemed as if all the sufferings she had endured in her childhood were accumulated waiting for this person to break into her life, to pamper and love her to the utmost, and over the years, she was spoiled into a little kid who would have someone to cover for her no matter what trouble she got into.

It turns out that she can be unscrupulous.

The driver's voice and the guests' blessings gradually faded away from her ears, and Nan Jiaojiao only listened to the key points.

She held the microphone and said clearly, "Mr. Bo, I do."

The next moment, the hand around her waist tightened inch by inch, and he gently exerted force on her waist. Bo Yanqing moved closer to her. Although he was half a head taller than her, he deliberately accommodated her height. His gaze from top to bottom did not make her feel oppressed. Instead, she felt as if she was being looked up to by this man.

He didn't answer the phone. He followed the way she held the phone, moved closer, and responded affectionately, "Mrs. Bo, I am willing to do the same. I will not let you down in this life. If I break my oath, let me--"

Nan Jiaojiao covered his mouth and warned him softly: "What nonsense are you talking about? Everything you say today will come true!"

Bo Yanqing kissed her fingers. Nan Jiao curled up shyly and tried to pull her hand back. He grabbed her hand and kissed it on his lips again, staring at her with his dark eyes. "It's okay. The fulfillment should be on me. I won't let you down, and it's impossible to let you down. But Jiaojiao, this promise I made to you is a reassuring pill I voluntarily gave you under the premise that it is impossible to happen. If I really let you down, let me leave the house and live alone for the rest of my life."

Nan Jiaojiao really admires his words!
Dare to say anything.

There is no limit to the occasion when you can flirt with someone.

She pinched his fingers and whispered, "You have already transferred all your assets to me. What do you mean by leaving with nothing? You didn't leave yourself a way out from the beginning. You just say these things to make me happy!"

Bo Yanqing laughed softly, "You are my only way out."

Nan Jiaojiao's eyes trembled, and her eyes were instantly filled with thousands of stars.

She pretended to clear her throat, raised her feet and deliberately rubbed the corner of his lips. When he was distracted, she leaned close to his ear and said, "You are my only way out, Mr. Bo. I will definitely rely on you."

He curled the corners of his lips and picked her up sideways.

The driver seemed to be following the procedure and shouted: "Now the groom can kiss his beautiful bride."

These words seemed to have triggered a switch in Bo Yanqing. He turned his back deliberately, not letting anyone see the little wife in his arms, and lowered his head to kiss her.

Colorful strips fell down, and blessings and cheers from all directions gathered in her ears. However, Nan Jiaojiao could only distinguish Bo Yanqing's low breathing sound from the many noisy sounds.

She hugged his neck in response, but just as she started to take the initiative, Bo Yanqing pressed the corner of her mouth and ended the kiss unexpectedly. (End of this chapter)