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

He stared at Nan Jiaojiao, his eyes were about to burst into flames, "Don't you care about me?"

Nan Jiaojiao glanced at the semi-conscious Hanks, and asked, "What's the matter with him?"

"The one who came to look for Yan Chenyi was blocked by me and beat him up. He was attacked by this bastard who wanted to threaten the Han family with me."

"Oh."

Nan Jiaojiao responded lightly, and there was no more to say.

Han Qi just wanted to say something, but Bo Yanqing blocked his sight, and Han Qi was so angry that his eyebrows were not eyebrows, and his eyes were not eyes, and he stabbed strangely: "President Bo, it's too tight, be careful to be abandoned quickly."

There was no joy or anger on Bo Yanqing's face, only a pair of dark eyes were indifferent, "You're not called Third Uncle anymore?"

Han Qi choked, and snorted: "Don't bark, my Jiaojiao doesn't bark anymore."

Bo Yanqing sneered, "It's interesting, if you really have nothing to do, take out those two people."

Han Qi put his hands in his pockets, the collar of his clothes was wide open, and he could vaguely see the bandages wrapped around his body, but he still had a cynical smile on his face, "Yes, I have no other advantages in my temperament, just revenge, After I finish cleaning them up, I'll come and grab Jiaojiao from you."

Bo Yanqing didn't give him a good look, and said in an unhurried manner: "Know how to measure, don't lose too badly."

Han Qi laughed in a strange tone, "Losing? It's still early, don't draw conclusions too early."

Nan Jiaojiao clearly felt Bo Yanqing's brows frowned coldly, his eyes were impatient.

She sighed secretly, tugged at Bo Yanqing's cuff, "I'm hungry."

The coldness around Bo Yanqing slowly receded, he patted Nan Jiaojiao's waist lightly as comfort, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked coldly at Han Qi who was also provoking him, "I'm afraid you can't move your hands, Hanks didn't have time to move." Bo family, you should go back to your grandfather's house early, don't go late, there are no people left."

"What do you mean?"

Han Qi pressed the tip of his tongue against his teeth, stared fixedly at Bo Yanqing, with the corners of his lips drawn coldly, and suddenly cursed "grass"!
The people who brought him withdrew from the restaurant and took Yan Chenyi and Hanks away. Not long after, several cars left the villa and went straight to Rongcheng.

Nan Jiaojiao stood on the terrace, watching the headlights go away, she looked away lightly, and when she turned around, Bo Yanqing was looking at her,

Bo Yanqing put his hands in his pockets, looked at her indifferently, his eyes were dark and deep, with an indistinct cold light, "What should I do with Han Qi, why don't you tell me?"

Nan Jiaojiao put her hands behind her back, "Don't blame me, be good at my damn charm, I really didn't provoke him afterwards."

Bo Yanqing's face darkened, "My dear, I'm jealous."

Nan Jiaojiao came over, took the initiative to hug his waist, buried her head on his heart, and rubbed it lightly.

"Then I will restrain myself from now on and hide when I see him, okay?"

"Can't you hide?"

"Then treat it as if you didn't see it, and treat it as air."

Bo Yanqing blocked what he wanted to say, pressed his heart on his mouth, and typed it out of his nasal cavity in one breath.

He hugged Nan Jiaojiao and rubbed her in his arms, "Don't think that acting like a baby can fool you."

Nan Jiaojiao raised her head and bent her eyes pitifully, "Will that work?"

Bo Yanqing's back molars were clenched together, his cheeklines were sharp and angular, that bone protruded twice, and his handsome face looked even more handsome and cold.

The gas in my heart pushed upwards, and finally let out two muffled laughs, "It works."

Nan Jiaojiao blinked her eyes, and put her head back on his heart, "Go home tomorrow, I want to see grandma and Qingshan."