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

Chapter 765 The treasure he holds in his heart

"say what?"

The wind was strong, Yan Chi didn't hear clearly.

But Bo Yanqing didn't even say a word, just hung up the phone.

As long as people have nothing to do, Yan slowed down and planned to wait for a while. In case of emergency, since he can contact Brother Yan, he can also contact Han Chuan. Han Chuan is better at many things than him.

Bo Yanqing really didn't have time to talk to him.

At this moment, his heart and eyes are full of his girl.

Everyone was running out, but she was the only one who rushed in and passed many people.

Bo Yanqing walked over quickly, and hugged Nan Jiaojiao into her arms.

She didn't see who it was, she struggled subconsciously, squeezed a hand on the back of her neck, and rubbed the back of her neck gently with two fingers.

Familiar with the action engraved in the bone.

Only one person would do that to her.

"Bo Yanqing?"

"Well," he put his arms around her back again, closing it into his arms, closing it a little more, hugging her tightly a little, loosening it a little bit, and hugging her tightly again, his soft low voice spread out beside her ear: "Yes I."

Bo Yanqing patted her comfortingly, like coaxing a child, weakening her panic and fear.

He rubbed Nan Jiaojiao's head on his shoulder, raised his eyes, and his sharp eyes swept over the people who scolded her just now.

No one is qualified to say a word about the treasure he holds in his heart.

Anyone who looked at him either hurriedly closed the car window, or didn't even dare to meet their eyes, but they were not convinced in their hearts, and turned their heads away with curled lips.

"Bo Yanqing?"

Nan Jiaojiao turned her head, just in time for a beam of light to come from the side, she squinted her eyes, aiming vainly at the man's short hair, and then she spoke, her voice seemed to come down from mid-air, "Bo Yanqing. "

"Ah."

The man smiled, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was particularly fond: "I'm here."

Nan Jiaojiao's eyebrows fell down, her expression turned cold for a moment, as if a layer of frost had been applied to her face.

Hard voice: "Stay away from me!"

Bo Yanqing was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, he was suddenly kicked away.

As soon as she stood firmly, she anxiously looked for Nan Jiaojiao with her eyes.

She just stood there, standing in the panic-stricken crowd, looking at him coldly.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Where are you hurt?" she asked.

Bo Yanqing immediately said, "I'm fine, I'm not hurt—"

He didn't finish his prevarication, seeing Nan Jiaojiao's frown, he secretly realized something was wrong, looked down at himself, then unbuttoned the cuff button of his right hand, turned the sleeve up several times, exposing the new Tim's wound.

Not bloody.

The blood has contained itself.

But there were a lot of broken glass in and around the wound.

"I just lowered the window at that time, and the window of the car next to me was shattered. I raised my hand to block it, and I was injured accidentally."

I'm afraid Bo Yanqing didn't realize that he was careful, for fear of making her angry.

She took a look at the wound, and then covered it with her sleeve.

Nan Jiaojiao took a deep breath and landed heavily, "How?"

"Where are you going?"

"Hospital."

Bo Yanqing immediately realized that this girl was really worried about him, and she was so worried that her anger surfaced. At this time, if she said something she didn't like to hear, with her temper, she would not hesitate to quarrel with you. You can't get up or down.

"This car can't go out. Han Chuan left the follow-up. I asked Han Che to drive over and walk a little way outside. He is within one kilometer. As long as the traffic jam is not serious, drive further in."

Nan Jiaojiao turned around and left.

(End of this chapter)