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

Chapter 522

For whom do I need to say it?
Mo Ting regards Chu Yao as eyeballs, she refuses to follow him if she refuses, but asks a group of people before the business trip to take good care of Chu Yao before he comes back, Yan Chi is also entrusted within.

He must say a few words.

"I reserved a table at Ming Lun, so I can have a late-night snack in the past, a piece of it, Xiao Yao."

Chu Yao crossed his arms and frowned at Yan Chi, "Chu Yao."

"Chu Yao, your name is Chu Yao, I know, anyway, you should call me brother, what's wrong with me calling you Xiao Yao?" Yan Chi kept laughing, in order to keep people, he used all kinds of tricks. Out.

But Chu Yao just didn't give any face, so he walked away.

Yan Chi hesitated, but did not chase after him.

Lu Zhenzhen: "My driver is waiting for her at the side door, nothing will happen."

Yan Chi sighed slowly, "What an enemy."

Nan Jiaojiao said, "Didn't you say you're going to Minglun?"

Nan Jiaojiao silently drank the last two sips of milk tea. The ice in the cup did not melt. She scooped it up with a straw, but it was too slippery. She tried several times but failed to scoop it up. She looked around and wanted to stuff the cup anywhere.

Nan Jiaojiao shrank her shoulders, "Half a box."

"Still can't get around milk tea."

Bo Yanqing put down the cup and pulled her to stand up, "Milk baby."

Nan Jiaojiao refused to admit that she was a foodie, she blinked solemnly: "Wanting is working overtime today, I'll go and see her."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Tingshen's phone call came, as if pinched, he picked it up and went aside to talk.

Bo Yanqing gave her a funny look, and changed the subject in such a hurry, how many bad things did she do behind her back.

It was a rare thing for him not to expose her, and he followed her words without embarrassing, "Yanchi is gone, he will send Chu Yao home, we should go back too."

Nan Jiaojiao didn't dare to say a word, not to mention that she secretly added two bags of creamer.

"Well, six or seven, it's pretty good." Bo Yanqing gave a half-smile, muffled laugh twice, with a low voice in a slow, drawling tone, "You still have three days of menstruation, don't ask me to rub your stomach when it hurts. "

"Hungry?" Bo Yanqing swept the things on the table one by one. When he took the meals and snacks, he took them according to Nan Jiaojiao's taste. The ones she liked were all empty, and he deliberately put the plate on someone else's table. In front of him, "Do you still have a stomach?"

Bo Yanqing bent down, picked up the hat on the sofa, put it on her head, wrapped the scarf around her, and took her hand to go out, "I lie very well, I don't know how to blush anymore."

Nan Jiaojiao turned her head, just in time to see Bo Yanqing's tall and straight figure slowly approaching, holding a few pieces of snacks in her hands, and putting them in front of Nan Jiaojiao, staring at her with black eyes, as if he was being cast a spell for a moment, his hands circled behind her , took out the cup.

Nan Jiao coquettishly smiled: "Don't let it go, I will drink hot milk tea from tomorrow!"

"Ah."

"Chu Yao is drunk, I'm going to look for her, I have to see her get in the car with my own eyes, shall we go together?"

He laughed, "How much did you put?"

Suddenly I heard a man's familiar voice: "What are you hiding?"

Nan Jiaojiao stuck her face out from the scarf, followed him out, and out of the corridor, he called Yan Chi.

"Old Mo is here? Let's go to Minglun to have a bite. Come over after you deliver Chuyao... What do you want to drink? Take my children to eat supper, who is waiting for you."

Yan Chi: "..."

Bo Yanqing spoke with confidence, and became more and more shameless.

(End of this chapter)