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

"Why are you so delicate all of a sudden?" Bo Yanqing deliberately looked down at her when he spoke.

"If you don't want to hug, then I can come down too."

She said so, but she was quite proficient in lying in his arms, and she didn't intend to come down at all.

Bo Yanqing teased her, "I'm still thinking about going up, what are you dreaming about?"

Nan Jiaojiao tucked into his arms and smiled, "It's so beautiful, guess what."

Bo Yanqing pinched the soft flesh around her waist, but it was useless, but Nan Jiaojiao was afraid of itching, so she dodged for a while, and happened to pull the wound, and cried out in pain: "Be gentle."

If the white foxes were here, their jaws would drop in shock.

Carrying a bomb to blow up the enemy's den, she was almost injured by the fire wave, but she didn't even frown. This little injury, she actually shouted out in a terrified posture.

Really cute.

Bo Yanqing carried her to the sink, raised his hand and scraped her nose, he was not too willing to move away, put his hands on her side, lowered his upper body slightly, so that she consciously hugged his neck, otherwise his shoulders would be rubbed Mirror behind.

She has a cleanliness freak, she just woke up, and she won't touch things in a strange environment.

Bo Yanqing touched his gums and let out a "tsk", "Baby, which one is lighter?"

Nan Jiaojiao froze for a moment, then clenched her fists and beat him, "You can't be serious."

"I'm not serious, can you still sit now?"

When he came in, he turned on the light, and when Nan Jiaojiao raised her head, the light and shadow pouring from top to bottom slowly spread out from her eyes, like stars, little by little, gathering on his face little by little.

She tilted her head and smiled, "I'm hurt, try moving me, I'll show you when I fall apart."

Bo Yanqing squeezed the toothpaste, and handed the mouthwash to her mouth, asking her to take a sip to clean her mouth first, and then handed over the toothbrush.

"Open your mouth."

Nan Jiaojiao almost froze. When he said these two words, he looked at her without blinking, his eyes were particularly lustful.

Fortunately, he didn't act like a demon when she was brushing her teeth, but after she brushed her teeth, he hugged and kissed her. From the bathroom to the big bed, Bo Yanqing put her down and protected the back of her head with her hands.

In the end, he touched her twice tenderly, his lips parted slightly, and he tilted his angle sideways to help her smooth her hair from the hairline to behind her ears.

"I wiped your body last night and changed your pants for you. If you feel uncomfortable, I will change them for you later."

Nan Jiaojiao really admired him for being able to speak hooliganism in such a serious manner. If it weren't for his eyes that were always on her, Nan Jiaojiao almost thought that the man who was pressing on him was a Buddhist.

Rubbing her head resting in his palm, she brushed his chin with the tip of her nose, motioning him to lower his head.

She propped herself up a little, leaned close to his ear and said something.

Bo Yanqing's breath darkened in an instant, he didn't move, but the hand on the back of his head lifted up, pulling her closer to kiss her.

Teeth itching with anger, "Try saying this to me when you're better, and see if I don't punish you."

Nan Jiaojiao smiled like a stealing cat.

She didn't care if she stayed in this position any longer, but Bo Yanqing couldn't bear it, so he had to pull her up, put her coat on, carried her to the sofa, and fed her a bowl of porridge.

Nan Jiaojiao was not seriously injured, and she wanted to be discharged from the hospital in just a week.

Bo Yanqing went to go through the discharge procedures, and Nan Jiaojiao saw Bo Shuxian.

He came to knock on the door, but stood at the door and didn't go in. When Nan Jiaojiao came over, he smiled with crooked eyes.

"Are you ok?"