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

The two are about the same size, and both are afraid of the cold. The bloated models that others despise, are designed exactly on their hearts.

In Nan Jiaojiao's selfie, she purposely exposed the embroidery pattern of "The Empress Kills" printed on her left chest, holding that piece with her fingers, her face slightly raised, with a faint feeling of embarrassment.

Bo Yanqing quickly replied, "My wife is so pretty."

Nan Jiaojiao said, "I want you to see my clothes. I'm at the start-up site."

"The clothes don't look as good as yours. Put on the hat and take another picture for me."

Nan Jiaojiao sent a husky grinning emoji, "I don't want it."

"Be good and think hard."

Her face was ashamed, just looking at what he typed, she could automatically imagine Bo Yanqing's doting appearance in her mind.

She used her mobile phone to raise the brim of the hat a little higher, exposing her forehead, and drew out the hair on her temples that was pressed by the baseball cap.

Facing the light sideways, I took a picture.

As a result, the finished film was really exposed, half of the face was hidden in the light and shadow, and the other half of the face could barely be seen from the side, and the facial features were all blurred.

Bo Yanqing said helplessly, "Pi, why are you just perfunctory me like this?"

Nan Jiaojiao was annoyed. Although she was very confident in her amazing beauty, she rarely took selfies. Being able to take two for him was already the greatest patience.

"I don't know how to shoot, if it doesn't look good, delete it."

Bo Yanqing raised his eyebrows.

I'm so anxious.

"Okay, okay, don't force it, wait for me to come back and take a look."

Nan Jiaojiao poked the screen a few times, "I'm busy, I won't tell you."

"When it's over, I'll ask Hanchuan to pick you up."

"I don't know, I'll be with Chu Yao later, and she will take me home."

Bo Yanqing: "Give me a video when you get home?"

"Ah."

Bo Yanqing waited and waited, but he didn't come back, Nan Jiaojiao really didn't want to call him back, she's a little heartless, she's getting fatter and bolder, now she's getting more and more proficient at throwing faces at him.

"What are you looking at?"

Behind him, a female voice came.

Bo Yuman held the coffee in one hand and put the other in his trouser pocket. He was wearing a narrow jacket and a pair of overalls. His hair was tied into a low ponytail and tied up simply with a black hairband.

She is Bo Yanqing's second sister, with the same father and mother, with [-]% facial features, and a rare heroic look in her eyebrows.

She is not interested in female body and male appearance, and the cosmetics and bags that girls love, but she likes to ride horses and play with guns. Now she is the captain of the third team of the special police brigade.

"My wife." Bo Yanqing replied generously.

"Really? I thought grandma was lying to me. Is there really someone who wants you at your age? Has that thing ever been used?"

Bo Yuman was next to him, sitting on the armrest of the sofa, looking at him worriedly, "Is it premature ejaculation?"

Bo Yanqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Where did you hear the rumor?"

"This thing still depends on rumors. My eyes are like a ruler. I can't estimate which part of your body?"

While speaking, she stared at Bo Yanqing unscrupulously, and specially stayed in a certain place for three seconds.

She is used to being in the SWAT team, and usually trains a lot with soldiers at the same level or under her command.

Bo Yanqing raised his forehead, "You should restrain yourself a bit, because you think I'm too old, so I'll call you Second Sister."

"Oh, it's my shame."

Bo Yanqing: "..."

What kind of weird brain circuit is this?
"Where's your girlfriend, show me."

Bo Yanqing was looking for beautiful photos of Zhang Nan Jiaojiao.

There are a lot stored in the phone, most of which are snapped by him, especially when she is asleep.

But as soon as he turned the phone over, it was snatched away immediately.