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

Chapter 769

"Jiaojiao told me before," Bo Yanqing put a cigarette between his lips, put his hands in his trousers pockets, slid his long legs down, and leaned his back against the edge of the table, "she has a bad temper."

Mo Tingshen and Xu Shu looked over at the same time.

"I have felt it before, but she is very good at controlling her temper. Many times when I want to coax her, she has already lost her anger. It turns out..."

Bo Yanqing laughed inexplicably, and shook his head, "It's really different."

Mo Ting didn't understand, "What do you mean, people and dogs are all you, the same breed."

Normally, if Mo Tingshen dared to say this, Bo Yanqing would do it without saying a word.

But today he couldn't get up the energy to quarrel, his mind was full of the image when Nan Jiaojiao spoke harshly to him just now.

Every subtle expression is like a slow motion, replaying in my mind repeatedly.

"It's different. She was happy to be with me before, but now she is not so happy, and she doesn't hide her temper."

Bo Yanqing took off the cigarette and looked for it, but he couldn't find the ashtray.

Xu Shu's office is very clean. He doesn't smoke when he's working, even if he's tired from the operation. A pack of cigarettes can last for a few months, but if he starts to smoke, it must be because he's upset or bored. Thoroughly.

Therefore, Bo Yanqing didn't find it strange. There was a paper cup on the table with some water left in it. He took the cup over and flicked the cigarette ash.

Eyebrows drooping, with a twisted look, "This time, it's not easy to coax."

Mo Ting was very happy, "I've been very free recently, you can come to me whenever you have something to do, even for a drink."

Bo Yanqing saw through him at a glance, "Don't miss any chance to make fun of me, right?"

Mo Ting raised his eyebrows deeply, "To each other."

Bo Yanqing: "Where's Yanchi?"

"I'm still in Minglun, and I have a few friends. He can hold the place there, and no one dares to mess around."

Bo Yanqing nodded, "After he sends Yin Tao home, ask him to come out, and I will learn from him."

"Looking for a prodigal son to learn from?" Mo Tingshen seemed to have heard some joke, "You really know how to think."

Bo Yanqing looked at him with a half-smile, "He can coax girls."

Mo Ting's face froze and he couldn't laugh anymore.

He came to see a joke, but with Bo Yanqing's eyes and two words, how could he feel that he was the one who was followed?
Fortunately, his face was tense, he didn't make a joke, he opened his mouth and was about to snap back, just in time a phone call came in.

Just looking at the caller ID, Mo Tingshen didn't answer it immediately, put the phone on the table, and reached for the cigarette and lighter.

"Who is it?" Xu Shu came over to look, but he didn't take a look, but saw Bo Yanqing's playful face first.

There is only one person in this world who can make Mo Ting light a cigarette with his hands shaking deeply.

"Look at what, take it easy before I can't be scolded?"

Mo Ting swallowed deeply, calmed down, and answered the phone without changing his face, "Small waist."

"Smoking?" Disgust could be heard through the voice.

Mo Ting laughed deeply, "Brother just takes two puffs of cigarettes, you make it sound like I've smoked something bad."

"Pinch it and talk to me."

"Row."

Bo Yanqing kindly handed over the paper cup.

Mo Ting gave him a deep look, and didn't put out the cigarette, but put the hand holding the cigarette on his lap, "It's off, you say."

"..."

Bo Yanqing and Xu Shu looked at each other.

And tacitly looked at Mo Tingshen.

I want to know what kind of dog this is.

"Bo Yanqing is next to you, right?"

Mo Ting frowned deeply, "Why did you call me when you were looking for him?"

(End of this chapter)