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

Chapter 588 You should show some face
Nan Jiaojiao took out a lollipop out of nowhere.

Sissy betrayed on the spot, "Pretty, sister."

"Hmm~"

Nan Jiaojiao hugged Qianqian and stuffed the sugar into her hands. Qianxi held it in her hand and subconsciously wanted to hand it to Bo Yanqing, "Uncle, Uncle, Tangtang, peel it off."

Bo Yan leaned leisurely against the door frame, raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, "Little girl, I bought you with just one candy, call me uncle now, it's too late."

Nan Jiaojiao blocked it, "No, you can't eat candy after brushing your teeth, put it under the pillow later, and eat it after breakfast tomorrow morning."

Sissy didn't hesitate, she retracted her little hand, and held the lollipop tightly.

A ghostly little girl who knows how to find a backer.

Bo Yanqing didn't care about her, but looked at the other person who was staying in the room, and said bluntly: "The extra one, why don't you come out?"

Bo Qingshan was so angry that his teeth were itching, he walked to the door reluctantly, and before he could say good night, he was dragged out by Bo Yanqing.

The back of his neck was tightened, and the man easily carried him to the next room, and after releasing his hand, he knocked on the top of his head, "How old are you, you are so clingy, don't bother your sister Jiaojiao at night."

Bo Qingshan hugged his head and screamed for pain, and unconvincedly teased him with the corner of his eyes, "Then why did you go in?"

"My room, I can't go in?"

Sometimes Bo Qingshan really felt that his third uncle was quite shameless, but it was not easy to say it directly, after all, his seniority was there, and he couldn't resist beating.

"Third Uncle," Bo Qingshan quietly moved out to a safe place where he could run away, and then babbled out the words stuck in his throat: "You should show some face!"

The words fell silent, and the people had run away without a trace.

Bo Yanqing curled the corners of his lips, and glanced at the bedroom next door. The door of his own was not closed tightly, and it was concealed.

I don't know who I'm implying.

The lights at night didn't go out until twelve o'clock, and Nan Jiaojiao didn't come over.

Upstairs, Zhou Zining's room.

Aunt Chen was supposed to take Qianqian to bed tonight, but was taken away by Bo Qingshan. She followed for a while worriedly, and seeing that the young master just brought Qianqian to Bo Yanqing and Nan Jiaojiao, she turned and walked away silently .

I thought I should tell Zhou Zining about this matter, so I went to knock on the door, but I didn't want Zhou Zining to actually come to answer the door, so the knocking sound was very soft. It would be better if Zhou Zining fell asleep.

"Come in." A gloomy voice came from the door.

Auntie Chen shook her hand, pinched her palms hard, and then pushed the door in, "Fourth Young Mistress, Miss Qianqian was raped by Young Master... Fourth Young Mistress!"

Aunt Chen's face suddenly changed, she walked in quickly, but stopped in a hurry, seeing the horrifying scene in front of her, she was at a loss for what to do.

"Fourth, fourth young lady, your hand..."

Zhou Zining held nail clippers in her hand and was cutting her nails, but her fingertips were bloody and bloody. The dripping blood flowed from her clean thighs to her knees, and then dripped into the carpet along her calves.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing only a rose suspender nightdress, with her legs crossed together, sitting sideways, her upper body pressed down, her hands resting on the upper leg.

Looking up, there was a pale face, but the light illuminated the red bloodshot eyes clearly, like a ghost with red lips, ready to kill at any time.

"What's wrong?" When she opened her mouth, even her voice was hoarse.

It wasn't crying, nor was it smoked after smoking, but a low voice, like moss attached to wet stones, with a kind of hidden sternness and moisture.

(End of this chapter)