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

Nan Jiaojiao looked at him with a smile, "Are you even jealous of my professor?"

Bo Yanqing took a deep breath and flicked his finger on her forehead, "How stingy am I? Do I even eat vinegar from a 50-year-old man?"

Nan Jiaojiao laughed even more happily, "Isn't that what you said?"

"It's not safe at night. What if I'm not here and can't pick you up?"

Bo Yanqing wanted to hold her hand, but Nan Jiaojiao consciously put her hand into his palm.

Turning to look at him, "You won't be here, right?"

The corner of the man's mouth slightly raised, evoking a good-looking smile, "Yes."

After getting in the car, Bo Yanqing brought her a mousse cake from the back seat, "You haven't eaten much for dinner, where do you want to eat now?"

Nan Jiaojiao's mind instantly thought of Uncle Zhan's private kitchen, but it was a bit far from here, and it was very late.

"I want porridge. Yuyuan's seafood porridge is delicious."

Bo Yanqing checked the navigation. It was only 10 minutes away by car. He took out two tissues and asked Nan Jiaojiao to put them under the cake so as not to get her hands dirty. "Eat slowly, I will drive slowly."

Nan Jiaojiao shrugged her nose and smiled at him, her smile was very silly.

After nine o'clock, I thought there were few people in Yuyuan. After entering, I saw that the first floor was full of people, and I could smell the fragrance at the door.

Lu Zhenzhen has a private room here, and as soon as she reported her name, the waiter respectfully took them upstairs.

"Miss Lu's reputation is really useful."

Bo Yanqing raised his eyebrows, "Mine works better, try it if you don't believe me."

Nan Jiaojiao didn't argue with him on this aspect, they were rich and had a lot of convenience, and she was afraid of embarrassing herself if she asked more.

She hooked Bo Yanqing's fingers and circled them, her hand slowly curled up, holding one of his fingers in a tiger's mouth, closing it into the palm of her hand along the knuckles, treating his hand like a toy.

The seafood porridge is served first, and it is boiled with broth. Whoever orders the meal will put the shrimp in, and other dishes will be served slowly.

Nan Jiaojiao chatted with him while eating, "Chu Yao called me today."

"Oh?"

Bo Yanqing faintly became interested, "What did you say?"

"The production team contacted my brother, and wanted EY to send two designers and crew to be in charge of the clothing. I gave the design drawings to the senior two days ago. Today, the production team gave feedback and called for me. I was hesitant, Chu Waist told me the price."

Nan Jiaojiao seldom uses animation pens, and she will put down all work until 08:30 at night, after all, she is lazy.

But the things she designs hardly need to be revised, and the first version is the final draft.

Now all parties are paying attention to "Emperor Killing". After Chu Yao and the director's official announcement, even the role of the male lead has been snatched away. The production team is strong and the funds are sufficient. This year's filming will start, and it will be possible to compete for awards next year. From the actors, down to the lighting technicians of the crew, they all treat "The Emperor's Killing" as a sweet potato.

If you get a role or a job with the crew, it will be a great thing for future development.

Since Nan Jiaojiao brought it up on her own initiative, Bo Yanqing knew her decision, but in order to satisfy the girl's little show off, she still cooperated and asked, "Then do you want to go?"

"I don't pay much attention to fame and wealth," Nan Jiaojiao glanced at him, "However, they give too much."

"Ah……"

Bo Yanqing didn't hold back, and raised his hand to rub under the tip of his nose, "You're going to be busy with the group?"

A string in Nan Jiaojiao's mind suddenly snapped.

How could she have forgotten that this man loves flying vinegar the most, even the professor's vinegar.