Chapter 587 Don't Ask About My Fiancee

"Aren't you going to ask about my fiancée?"

Bo Yanqing asked in her ear.

"Who?" Nan Jiaojiao replied in a daze, and suddenly remembered Zhou Zining's words, "I didn't take it seriously."

Bo Yanqing smiled lightly and rubbed the back of her neck, "My darling is really smart."

Nan Jiaojiao ripped off his clothes, "It's not impossible to explain."

He laughed, knowing that she would not let her go so easily, so he briefly told her about the friendship between the Bo family and the Yi family.

"Maybe there is a marriage between fingertips. Yi Qinghuan and I are about the same age. We were matched by two families. We tried to get in touch with each other, but we really didn't like each other."

People like them cannot decide their own marriage.

If Bo Yanqing hadn't become so powerful over the years that the old man in the capital didn't dare to manipulate him at will, his marriage would have been arranged long ago.

Bo Yanqing only caught Qianqian, and stepped sideways with his long legs. Bo Qingshan rolled in. He even tried to stand still, but he staggered forward with a few strides, and finally rolled to Nan Jiaojiao's feet before stopping Down.

Nan Jiaojiao widened her eyes in astonishment, then slowly smiled.

It was the first time she heard Bo Yanqing say such vulgar words.

Nan Jiaojiao silently took a step aside.

The door opened, and two dumplings lying behind the door rolled in.

Bo Yanqing carried Nan Jiaojiao off the sofa, found a thin blanket to cover her legs, who knew that just after she came out of the cloakroom, Nan Jiaojiao had already picked up the same set of pajama pants and put them on. After searching, there was no clip, so I simply pulled out the hairpin on my head, poked two holes in the belt, and then twisted it around a few times to fix it.

"Good evening, my sister Jiaojiao."

Bo Yanqing couldn't laugh or cry, he couldn't have these pants anymore.

Nan Jiaojiao pushed him and pointed to the door, "If you don't go out, Bo Qingshan will smash the door."

Nan Jiaojiao glanced at him in disdain, especially when Bo Qingshan fell over, he didn't know what to do, and split the legs of his trousers. He had a compassionate attitude and didn't say anything to hurt him. He just asked, "Then you are still here?" do what?"

Nan Jiaojiao asked, "What's wrong?"

"Before I met you, everyone was just making do."

Nan Jiaojiao snorted and laughed, "It's especially like the King of the Sea speaking."

"Isn't it appropriate?" Nan Jiaojiao raised her head and narrowed her eyes leisurely.

Bo Yanqing pinched her waist lightly, pressed her thin lips against her ears, half angry and half resentful, "I gave you the first time, and I went to that sea wave?"

"Oh, it's okay, Grandma asked me to bring Sissy over."

"Sissy usually sleeps with me a lot, aren't you here? She wants to sleep with you today, but I'm too embarrassed, so I brought her here."

"Little brat needs to be cleaned up!"

Usually he stays with Yan Chi and others, pretending to be a gentleman, but in fact, he should have heard a lot of Yan Chi's catchphrases and smooth ways of speaking.

"busy?"

Bo Qingshan: "..."

"Oh."

He only saw Nan Jiaojiao's toes, and immediately sat cross-legged, with his elbows on his legs, his face on his palms, and a smiling face that he thought he was handsome.

Is he redundant?

Nan Jiaojiao walked up to Qianqian, put her hands behind her back, slightly squeezed her eyebrows, and deliberately bent over to create a sense of intimacy, "What your brother said is true, do you want to sleep with me?"

Sissy bit her little mouth and nodded.

Nan Jiaojiao made an inch of her head: "Call out beautiful sister, come and listen."

"Cough..." Bo Yanqing corrected, "It's called Third Aunt."

(End of this chapter)

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