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

When he got home, Bo Yanqing didn't wake her up, wrapped her in a thin blanket, and carried her home directly from the garage.

It was cold in the bed, so he went to turn on the electric blanket first, and then carried her to the sofa to lie down for a while. She was not asleep, and she might wake up soon.

He turned on the heating in the room, took off his coat, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and planned to put the bath water first, but as soon as he turned around, his trousers were grabbed by a hand behind him.

"Where is Zhou Zining?"

Bo Yanqing turned her head and met her slightly closed eyes, her face was sleepy, and she just woke up, so she didn't even bother to lift her eyelids to look at him.

He sat down again and brushed the hair off her cheeks, "Why did you suddenly ask her?"

"Where is she?"

Bo Yan paused, "Want to ask about poison?"

Nan Jiaojiao didn't speak, but frowned.

"I'll take care of this matter, you can take care of Sissy."

Nan Jiaojiao rubbed against the pillow, which was not very comfortable. She wanted to sit up, but as soon as she moved, Bo Yanqing helped her, thinking that she wanted to come into his arms, he opened his arms and subconsciously moved forward. Jiaojiao just leaned against the sofa, squinting at him.

"I'm not very good-tempered, you know."

Bo Yanqing raised his eyebrows.

"She really annoys me, and I want to see her."

Bo Yan paused, "When do you want to meet?"

Sure enough, he did not hand over Zhou Zining to the police.

Nan Jiaojiao checked, and there was no intrusion in the deeper places, and it would cause suspicion if it touched the firewall. But she checked the surveillance near the warehouse at that time, and Zhou Zining was taken away by Han Che.

Thinking of Zhou Zining's crazy appearance, Nan Jiaojiao stroked her hair, pursed her lips, hesitated for a while, and said, "Forget it, it's gone."

What's the point of talking to a madman.

Besides, under Bo Yanqing's nose, some things are inconvenient to do.

Since she couldn't get rid of her anger on the surface, she would come in secretly. She really has a bad temper. If it wasn't for Bo Shuxian's face, she would have attacked Zhou Zining as early as when Zhou Zining's thoughts on Bo Yanqing were exposed.

"She told me a word, you can ask later."

Nan Jiaojiao had already got up from the sofa and was about to go to the bathroom, but she turned around when she thought about it, "She said that the children of the Bo family don't live long."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Bo Yanqing sat there with a gloomy face and a cold breath. He lit a cigarette without saying a word, took two puffs and brought the ashtray over, flicked it, and extinguished it before he finished smoking.

He walked into the bathroom, took off his clothes and threw them into the laundry basket, sat in the bathtub, and hugged her from behind.

"I remember, I will deal with it."

Nan Jiaojiao leaned back and approached her, resting her head in the socket of his shoulder and closing her eyes.

……

Zhou Zining was locked up in the hotel for a week.

She was served with delicious food and drink, but she was so frightened that she trembled after taking a sip of water.

This is so anomalous.

Bo Yanqing didn't hand her over to the police, and didn't come to see her, so he kept her under house arrest. On the contrary, he held her heart in suspense, and couldn't let go of her mind.

She thought about running away, but the door and the corridor were full of bodyguards, and the food was delivered to the door, so no one came in.

She made a fuss, smashed things crazily, no one responded, and no one even came to clean up. She lay in the debris all over the house for a few days, and finally subsided.

Finally, she saw Han Che.

"Master Bo wants to see you."

"Yan Qing wants to see me?"

Zhou Zining immediately lifted the quilt, and when he was about to jump off the bed, he caught a glimpse of a few broken water glasses on the ground, hesitated, put on his shoes, and ran to the door.

"Really? Does he really want to see me? Has he calmed down?"