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

Chapter 508 So You Are In Banyan City, Let Me Find It Easy

"Daddy~~"

The little fan in his arms grabbed his collar and shook, "Are you okay?"

"Little Tuantuan, it's time for you to sleep."

The man was walking upstairs with Tuan Tuan in his arms. He had just stepped on the stairs when Tuan Tuan lost his temper and pushed him.

This little ant-like strength naturally couldn't shake him in the slightest.

But the shoulders shook a bit.

Looking down at Tuantuan's angry little face, "How can country Y learn guzheng? I'll take you to country C to learn."

Xiao Tuantuan's pouty little mouth opened berberly.

"Really?"

"Okay, Jiaojiao will be handed over to you for a while, and there will be a celebration banquet later, and I will come to lead her."

The corners of Bo Yanqing's lips curled slightly, but he didn't make a sound.

He closed the door lightly, went to the living room, picked up the remote control and pressed backwards, returning to the part where Nan Jiaojiao played the zither.

"Really, go to bed first, and take you there tomorrow."

I can't forget the look in her eyes when she played the guzheng, from innocence, to panic, fear, then tenacity and determination, and finally to despair and ruthlessness.

The subordinates followed behind, and Ye Hannian walked quickly, and almost the moment he finished speaking, he got into the car.

He looked at Nan Jiaojiao, with only light makeup on her plain little face, but she was astonished by heaven, so beautiful that it took his breath away.

Nan Jiaojiao and Chu Yao changed their clothes and returned to the awards venue. Bo Yanqing stood at the entrance, reached out to hold Nan Jiaojiao's hand, and nodded slightly to Chu Yao, "Your manager is looking for you."

……

Knowing that the vomiting of blood was fake, he still couldn't control it, and stood up at that moment. If it wasn't for Yan Chi's stubborn tugging, he would have rushed to the stage at that time.

The man's figure was straight, with one hand in his trouser pocket, and the other hand holding the remote control. The clear light above his head shone down, but he couldn't see the shadow floating in his eyes clearly.

"Steal people."

"So you're in Rongcheng, so I can find you easily."

Xiao Tuantuan immediately hugged his neck and stopped leaning back intentionally. When he was put into the bed, his chubby body rolled in and pulled up the quilt by himself.

Chu Yao raised his eyebrows, "Third Master Bo, Jiaojiao wants to sit with me."

Blinking a pair of grape-like eyes, looking at him innocently, "Good night, Daddy."

"Sir, what are you going to Rongcheng for?"

The man pinched her nose and smiled dotingly, "Good night."

"Adjust the plane, I'm flying to Rongcheng now, take 20 people with me, and you leave in half an hour, mobilize the manpower, and surround Rongcheng."

Bo Yanqing's face remained unchanged, "She's not in the circle."

There was Bo Yanqing around, so what was she worrying about.

Ye Hannian drove directly to the airport.

When Chu Yao was led away by the manager and sat in the first row under the spotlight, Bo Yanqing still had no intention of moving.

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth tugged slightly, as if smiling.

The implication is that where your waist is, the camera can't wait to stick to her, besides, the person sitting next to her should be an artist or star in the circle, not an amateur.

He laughed, the laughter was very weak, and it fell away as soon as he uttered it, so that the following sentence "dear" was like a murmur, and he probably didn't hear it clearly.

Chu Yao didn't arrange Nan Jiaojiao's position in the first place, she said that on purpose.

He was very afraid of her resolute death eyes.

Even now, he still has lingering fears in his heart, and subconsciously tightened his hand a little bit, grabbing her hand and clenching it in the palm of his hand.

"Bored? If you don't want to stay here, I'll take you out."

Nan Jiaojiao blinked, "Go out to breathe?"

(End of this chapter)