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

Lu Zhenzhen took this matter to heart, and checked the number that day, but it turned out to be an empty number. She asked Gao Zhe to check it too, and it was also an empty number.

Ask Chu Yao if he made a mistake, but he said no.

She knew that some people had taboos about this, but she just wanted to find Nan Jiaojiao as a Guzheng teacher, and she would probably contact her again in the future, so she didn't take it to heart, anyway, if there was any movement, Chu Yao would tell her.

She didn't mention this to Nan Jiaojiao.

In the next few days, the weather was calm, but an interesting thing happened.

Ye Shiqing became the spokesperson for Shen Shichu's new real estate.

His current status is different, and he is under the name of the chief disciple of classical dance. As for which disciple it is not clear, it is probably not as well-known as Ye Shiqing, and it is purely a leapfrogging.

Lu Zhenzhen looked happily, and asked about the progress of the funeral home by the way.

Bo Yanqing covered her tightly, not a single word of wind came out, which was very bad.

She went to Chu Yao's after work now, and Lu Zhenzhen took Chu Yao there for the reexamination. When she got drunk several times, it was Gao Zhe who came to carry her away.

In line with the humanitarianism of a friend's husband, every time Gao Zhe came, Chu's waist was covered three layers inside and three layers outside, and he wrapped himself up like a chaste and strong woman, and his ankles were not exposed.

Nan Jiaojiao asked about Chu Yao. She either pretended to have a bad signal, or she was busy with an excuse. Later, she simply asked Lu Zhenzhen to use some tricks to disturb her, but whenever Nan Jiaojiao called, she was always away. service area.

Nan Jiaojiao didn't take it to heart, she was also busy, and handed in four design drawings in a week, Pei Dongshi encouraged her in the midst of his busy schedule: "Come on, squeeze out your own value, hurry up and draw."

Nan Jiaojiao silently rolled her eyes.

On Friday, when she came out of Rong Dali, she asked Bo Yanqing, and she heard that he still had two meetings, so she didn't let him pick her up. She planned to go to the back door to buy milk tea, and try some new desserts by the way.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out, there was a particularly eye-catching figure squatting on the right side of the back door.

She froze for a moment, pretended not to know her, turned around and left.

"Miss Jiaojiao."

Bo Qingshan caught up and grabbed her hand, "Why are you running, I called you."

Nan Jiaojiao suddenly felt a sharp pain in her brain, so she took a look at the time on her phone.

Asked: "Master Qingshan, it is three o'clock in the afternoon, you are not in school, what are you doing here?"

Bo Qingshan shook her arm, "Sister Jiaojiao, I got lost."

Nan Jiaojiao silently glanced at the Bo family's private car across the road.

"Who are you fooling?"

"It's really lost. I, a child, couldn't find my way home, so I had to come to you."

Bo Qingshan smiled very innocently, his face was full of joy, and he didn't feel lost at all.

As soon as he acted like a baby, Nan Jiaojiao's scalp became numb. She pulled back her sleeves little by little, "Thank you, I am more reliable than you who have returned to the home for more than ten years. You can do it yourself, I will go first."

Nan Jiaojiao made a gesture to leave, but Bo Qingshan didn't chase after her.

How could she really leave, she looked back and walked back, "Will you drink milk tea?"

"Hmm!"

Nan Jiaojiao took him to the milk tea shop he frequented, and ordered two cups of hot pearl milk tea and several small cakes.

The two found a seat by the window, Nan Jiaojiao opened a box of macarons and pushed it to him.

"Tell me, why did you skip class?"

Bo Qingshan laughed dryly with a guilty conscience: "I didn't skip class, school is over."

Without saying a word, Nan Jiaojiao took out her phone and switched to Bo Yanqing's dialing interface.