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

Chapter 352
Nan Jiaojiao carried the rest of the steps down.

Bo Yanqing leaned his back against the car door, and when she jumped, he moved his body, subconsciously trying to protect her, and leaned back after seeing her landed smoothly.

Nan Jiaojiao ran up to him, looked up at him, and suddenly said, "You're so pretty."

"..." Bo Yanqing's pent-up anger was mostly dissipated by her sudden molestation.

But every time she said such words, her eyes were watery and tender, very pure and kind, without any distracting thoughts.

"I know, you are just greedy for my beauty."

Nan Jiaojiao nodded solemnly.

Bo Yanqing didn't make trouble with her, and opened the car door, "Go in first, it's cold outside."

"Oh."

She bent down and got in, Han Chuan in the driver's seat turned around and smiled at her, Bo Yanqing also sat in, Han Chuan immediately turned his head and sat upright.

"Have you eaten yet?" Bo Yanqing asked.

Nan Jiaojiao answered honestly, "Not yet."

"Go to the private kitchen." The voice was for Han Chuan.

Bo Yanqing took a bottle of yogurt, opened the mouth of the straw, widened it, and drank it directly to his mouth. After taking a sip, he found that Nan Jiaojiao was staring at the yogurt in his hand. He shook the bottle, "No, I just drank it." A few sips of wine, for sobering up."

Nan Jiaojiao let out a muffled "Oh".

Suddenly a bottle of yogurt was thrown into her arms.

"Buy one board, and the rest is yours."

Only then did Nan Jiaojiao smile, she held the yogurt and approached him, Bo Yanqing knew how to insert the straw for her, she took it back, leaned on the seat and drank it slowly.

"Ye Wanting is my classmate. She lives in the freshman dormitory. She takes good care of me. I probably know about her family. Last time I asked you, she was the one I wanted to help."

Bo Yanqing sighed, "So, are you going to be a little hero again?"

Nan Jiaojiao didn't think about it for a while, she felt that Bo Yanqing was not angry, but she didn't know where the anger came from, she was afraid that she would guess wrong if she guessed too much, so she simply asked, "What's wrong?"

Bo Yanqing: "You can say hello to Wen in advance, I'll come forward, it's better than getting your hands dirty."

She froze, "I'm used to it."

"After that, you will slowly get used to having me."

Nan Jiaojiao raised her head abruptly, and suddenly bumped into the man's pair of jet-black pupils. His eyes were very dark and getting darker, like an abyss that could draw people into it.

After being stared at by him, he stuttered, "I, remember."

Bo Yanqing approached sideways, with one arm bent, supporting the back of the chair behind her head, and the other hand resting on her leg, tapping her knee one after another, "I didn't tell you anything."

Nan Jiaojiao put her arms around his shoulders, "I see."

"Whether you really know or you don't know, you can fool me." The corner of the man's mouth twitched slightly, giving her a rare smile.

Nan Jiaojiao climbed up the pole, "I really know."

"I've always been curious about your whip, where did it come from?"

"Oh, it's hanging in the room, in the picture frame on the bedside table."

The corner of Bo Yanqing's mouth twitched, "I sleep under a whip that weighs tens of kilograms every day?"

She blinked her eyes, "Isn't it good, exorcist, you are upright."

Bo Yanqing: "..."

"When I was looking for Wanting, I found it on the way, so I went home and got it. I always wanted to make a lighter, softer one that I could carry with me, preferably one that could be wrapped around my waist."

Saying that, Nan Jiaojiao took Bo Yanqing's hand and touched her waist.

Simply ask him to help measure it.

But he didn't hear him speak for a while.

(End of this chapter)