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

Chapter 621

Jiang Yu picked up the wine bowl to feed him, it's time to pour the wine, and warned in a low voice viciously: "Don't talk too much, do you understand human settings, if Bo Yanqing hates the poor and loves the rich, he will show his feet sooner or later, you What's the rush?"

Pei Dongshi almost choked to death.

Where there is wine down the throat, it is clearly a knife.

With such a deceitful pair of master and apprentice at the stall, he felt that he had committed eight lifetimes of sins.

Before leaving, Nan Jiaojiao said that she still lacked a few medicines to make wound medicine. Jiang Yu was in a good mood, and for the sake of the two altars of burning knives, she waved her big hand and asked her to go to the medicine garden to pull it out.

Bo Yanqing wanted to help, but Nan Jiaojiao pushed him back on the chair and said he would be back soon.

It's very fast, just 10 minutes.

When he came back, he hid furtively behind the pillar, took a few glances into the front hall, and then rushed in at a speed of hundreds of miles to pull Bo Yanqing up.

"What's wrong?" He tugged back.

Nan Jiaojiao fell back to his heart, and before she could stand still, she pulled him and ran away, "It's late, I'm sleepy, hurry home!"

Bo Yanqing didn't doubt that there was him, but when he glanced at the tightly guarded wooden box in Nan Jiaojiao's arms, a smile appeared in his deep eye sockets, and he shook his head helplessly.

Pei Dongshi got up immediately, stopped drinking tea, and gave the car keys to someone.

"Driving my car here, please take me back."

He also ordered the servants who served Jiang Yu, "Don't call me these two days, not for big or small things. If Master calls me, just say that my company is busy and busy. Do you understand?"

The servant listened in a daze, and nodded in a daze.

He didn't understand what he said, but Pei Dongshi walked quickly, so he understood that he obviously wanted to escape.

Bo Yanqing also drank alcohol, so it was inconvenient to drive, so Wu Yuan raised several drivers and took the car keys on his own initiative.

Bo Yanqing took Nan Jiaojiao to sit in the back seat.

Before the car drove out of the villa area, Nan Jiaojiao's cell phone rang like a reminder.

She picked it up, her mouth closed tightly, and Jiang Yu's growling sound came: "Little bastard, you pulled out my most precious herbs? You also pulled out the green blood grass I just raised? You know what I cultivated?" How much painstaking effort did the seed take, you pull it out as soon as you say, and you have all the hairs plucked out, you are going to piss me off!"

The driver in the front row shook his hand in fright, and silently lowered the window a little.

Nan Jiaojiao quietly took the phone away, waited until the yelling was almost over before putting it back, and said in a desperate struggle: "I didn't finish unplugging it, I unplugged half of it, and I left half of it for you."

"Do you want me to praise your conscience?!"

Jiang Yu was so angry that she was quite drunk at first, but she had to go to the medicine garden before going to sleep. Everyone lay down, grabbed a coat and went out. I lost my coat, and stood in the cold wind until my face was red and my neck was thick, and the heat was gushing all over my body, and no cold air could pass over my body.

"My co-author Bo Yanqing gave me the seeds, and I cultivated them for you? Why don't you pluck me bald?"

Nan Jiaojiao glanced at the box in her hand, it was full of herbs.

"Next time I come, I can't hold it..."

"beep--"

Jiang Yu hung up the phone directly.

Nan Jiaojiao was in a daze for a while, this time she didn't scold for long, she was still a little puzzled.

Turning her head, she pursed her small mouth aggrievedly, and looked at Bo Yanqing tearfully.

He was immediately amused, raised his hand and rubbed the back of her head, "What did your master call you?"

The corners of Nan Jiaojiao's mouth pressed down.

"Little bastard," he chuckled softly, "it's quite appropriate."

(End of this chapter)