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

Chapter 527
She was dressed in extravagant clothes, which didn't look like jewels, but there was a kind of nobility in her bones that had been pampered since she was a child.

Bo Yanqing only raised his eyelids when someone was talking, "Haven't you seen it?"

"I'm Lu Jinyang's friend, He Xue."

Bo Yanqing took out his mobile phone. Before coming, Lu Jinyang sent him a few messages, saying that he wanted to introduce a friend to them today.

He said politely, "Hello."

"Hello, Brother Yan." He Xue glanced at the two girls sitting next to her. As soon as she saw her, the two girls also stood up together. "These are my two friends. We just got off work, so we came over for a meal."

Bo Yanqing: "Sit down, feel free."

He Xue led the people to sit down, and glanced at Nan Jiaojiao, who just happened to meet their eyes, she froze for a moment, then smiled embarrassedly.

Bo Yanqing moved a few dishes, and placed Nan Jiaojiao's favorite dishes in a place where she could easily pick them up. She didn't move too much. After all, there were still customers, so she picked up some of her favorite dishes with chopsticks. After a circle, there were no shrimps, so he ordered one.

"Eat first, I'll go over there to talk, and I'll peel the shrimp for you when I come back later."

Mo Tingshen was playing cards, and when he saw Bo Yanqing approaching, he turned his own cards over and put them at the bottom of the pile, then took the hand of cards from Huo Linxi's hand, and shuffled them together.

His complexion faded, "The little girl has a bad temper because she fights and kills."

Mo Ting raised his eyebrows deeply, "See?"

Mo Tingshen only watched Chu Yao's Guofeng Dance.

Nan Jiaojiao rubbed her back slightly, leaning her back against the back of the chair so that Bo Yanqing could take off her scarf.

Bo Yanqing folded Nan Jiaojiao's scarf and put it beside him. He lit a cigarette and looked at Mo Tingshen lazily, "Stimulated?"

Mo Ting laughed lazily, the cards in his hand were like flowing water, and he manipulated them with ease.

He didn't hang it at the door, but put it on his arm and walked into the living room.

Huo Linxi choked.

Huo Linxi, who was regarded as a transparent person, was dumbfounded, "No, I'm not important, is it? Mohuhu, you are really hurt. The one I just caught was a good card. I can't afford to lose, you!"

Yes, he was used to it for more than ten years, and he had to be careful in the future.

"How to play, do you want to compare points or fight the landlord?"

"Who is used to it?" Bo Yanqing asked back, Mo Ting fell silent.

"Big brother can't afford to lose? Little brother, you still know too little about the world."

This was said to Bo Yanqing.

"Well," Bo Yanqing looked for it, and took the ashtray on the coffee table to his hand, "It's obvious, have you watched the Golden Deer Award?"

However, he really couldn't find anything to refute, who made Mo Ting so rich, besides pickpocketing and damage, it's really not easy to talk about other people's wealth.

"it is good."

Why such a grandson!
He took out his mobile phone and wanted to make a call to Yan Chi, to ask if he could deliver Chu Yao home safely. After thinking about it, he decided to forget it. If Chu Yao happened to be next to him when the call was made, he would have to blame him I'm watching her.

"Twice."

Huo Linxi was so angry that he complained: "Brother Yan, you punish him, I don't like seeing him tonight."

He had never seen such a shameless person.

"Your smoke—"

Mo Ting threw his phone into the sofa and hit a pillow that was placed at an angle. The pillow fell down and just pressed his phone under it.

He asked Bo Yanqing, "Give me a sip."

Bo Yanqing raised his hand to avoid it, "I smoked it before."

(End of this chapter)