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

Chapter 697 Love to the Heart

Nan Jiaojiao giggled, she took some snowflakes and wiped them all over his hair, Bo Yanqing let her make trouble, and even lowered her head when she reached out her hand.

She looked at the mottled white spots on his head, and rolled her eyes in satisfaction, "It's so pretty, Third Uncle's face is still handsome even though he's old."

Using snow top is to cover the hair with a layer of white, not really white, and the face is still the face of the current age.

She had always been greedy for Bo Yanqing's beauty, but now he was a little worried, as if that was all he had.

And every time she called him "Third Uncle", it would always tickle his heart, and he couldn't help but tugged at her, hooking her fingers and bringing her over to hug him.

"You can look at it in a few decades, but at that time, even if I'm old and unattractive, you won't be able to run away."

"Decades..."

It sounds so far away.

"Don't want to?"

"No." Nan Jiaojiao prodded him deliberately, "I think you have a pretty idea."

The man frowned, "What do you mean?"

Narcissism, of course.

After decades, she could still be so devoted to his face. If she could persist for so long, she should have fallen in love with him to the bottom of her heart.

"I will not tell you."

Nan Jiaojiao stood on her tiptoes and leaned close to touch the tip of his nose. This distance was good for kissing.

As soon as Bo Yanqing tilted her head, Nan Jiaojiao avoided it, and there happened to be a peddler on a bicycle selling candied haws.

"I'm going to buy a bunch! You wait for me!"

Before he finished speaking, the person ran forward, really going to chase the car.

Bo Yanqing reached out and failed to catch her, the warmth of being hugged by her was still on his neck, the cold wind blew with snowflakes, and the temperature was quickly blown into the snow, he hummed softly: " Childishness!"

Then he stuffed his hands into his trouser pockets and followed her slowly.

Nan Jiaojiao took down the three-wheeler, chose a malt candy in the shape of a little rabbit, and was about to take out her mobile phone to pay, when she caught a glimpse of the man's hand flipping through the wallet, and he twisted a piece of paper from inside with two fingers. The red ones were pulled out and handed to the vendor.

"You don't need to look for it." To make his girl happy, he is willing to pay more.

He asked Nan Jiaojiao, "Choose one more string?"

Nan Jiaojiao raised the little rabbit in her hand at him, "Just eat this, your tongue is cold."

"Row."

Bo Yanqing picked another bunch of strawberries from the straw shelf.

He turned his head to look for Nan Jiaojiao, took her hand and walked forward slowly.

Not long after, Nan Jiaojiao tugged at him and stood still, "I'm tired."

Bo Yanqing raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyebrows, with a contemptuous smile in his eyes, he squatted down halfway, "Come up by yourself."

"I don't want to recite, I just want to sit."

Nan Jiaojiao pointed to the bench a few steps away.

It was covered with a layer of snow.

Bo Yanqing stood up and knocked on the top of her head, "You want to use me as a cushion?"

"Yeah!" She nodded with great embarrassment.

You won't feel cold if you sit on it with him, right?

Bo Yanqing didn't care about a child, he sat down first, then pulled Nan Jiaojiao onto his lap, lowered his head and rubbed her forehead, and smelled a faint scent of malt sugar.

He looked sideways and wiped off the sticky candy at the corner of her mouth.

"After you finish eating, I'll take a taxi home. It's hard to go when the snow is heavy."

"it is good."

Nan Jiaojiao stared at the strawberry in his hand, "Aren't you going to eat it?"

"eat."

Bo Yanqing took a bite of one, but before he chewed it away, Nan Jiaojiao stared straight at him when he lowered his head.

(End of this chapter)