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

Chapter 799 Are you still telling the truth?
The gun went sideways and hit a branch on a sloping side.

The fallen leaves brushed over Bo Yanqing's head.

He kept looking at Nan Jiaojiao, afraid that she would run away right under his nose, but what did he hear?
In the beginning, he was the task she took over?

She wants to kill him?
Bo Yanqing stood up with support.

Yan Chi was still supporting him with one hand. When he realized that Bo Yanqing was going towards Nan Jiaojiao, he couldn't hold back and pulled him back with a little force. As a result, Bo Yanqing fell backwards with this force, almost falling fall.

All the strength in his whole body seemed to be taken away, and he even used up all his strength to stand up.

Yan Chi's eyes were filled with astonishment, "Brother Yan, don't go, didn't you hear what they said just now?"

Bo Yanqing: "Let go."

Yan Chi refused to let go, but he couldn't resist, so he could only let go, watching Bo Yanqing walk towards Nan Jiaojiao step by step.

Yan Chi gritted his teeth in resentment, raised his arms, and directly punched Baihu's forehead with the muzzle of his gun.

That being the case, don't let anyone bother you.

Nan Jiaojiao stood there without moving, waiting for Bo Yanqing to come over, her eyes moved up little by little until she saw his face clearly.

"Is what he said true?"

Nan Jiaojiao pursed her lips, "What if it is?"

"Ah……"

Bo Yanqing was very close to her, and his suppressed breath rolled out gently.

He reached behind Nan Jiaojiao's waist, took out a gun, took her hand and stuffed it into her hand.

Nan Jiaojiao subconsciously wanted to throw it away.

In the next second, he held her with both hands, unable to move her fingers.

He even guided her and pointed the gun at his heart.

"Come on, if you kill me yourself, I will believe it."

Nan Jiaojiao turned pale for a moment, "Bo Yanqing, you are crazy!"

"Yes!"

The man swallowed a mouthful of blood that welled up in his throat, "You said that I trust you too little, so I trust you in everything, and it's the same this time."

Nan Jiaojiao almost lost her mind.

"Jiaojiao, I just want to ask you something."

Bo Yanqing didn't care if she wanted to respond or not, he took a step forward and squeezed himself even tighter at the gunpoint.

This move startled Nan Jiaojiao.

She retracted her hands, and Bo Yanqing raised her hand in time to support her elbow that was about to hit the car.

After a pause, he brought it forward.

He stared at her so affectionately that he couldn't see the edge, "Is it true that the magnolia blooms and returns slowly?"

Nan Jiaojiao opened her eyes pretending to be calm, but her scalp felt numb.

The snipers in the dark were ready to move, Nan Jiaojiao saw people quietly scattered around, people belonging to Baihu, and people from Yexiao.

Is it ridiculous?

Her subordinates, as well as Ye Hannian's subordinates, tried their best to protect them from escaping.

But here she was playing an idol drama with Bo Yanqing.

It also made her realize that no matter how she cleans up, she and Bo Yanqing are still people from two worlds.

She was too dirty, and she didn't deserve to pollute him who was so clean.

Not looking at him would make her feel guilty, so she looked back and looked directly into his eyes.

"What is it, you, Bo Yanqing, also believe this kind of lie?"

Hearing this, the light in Bo Yanqing's eyes became silent inch by inch.

Like a star falling.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then lowered his eyebrows and eyes lightly, revealing a hazy smile from the corner of his mouth in the night.

"it is good."

He raised Nan Jiaojiao's hand, adjusted the position of the muzzle, aiming at his heart.

"Come."

Aren't you going to kill him?

Then block it.

"Brother Yan!"

Yan Chi panicked and jumped up from the ground to pull Bo Yanqing away, but was pulled back by the white fox.

He looked over with difficulty, just in time to see Nan Jiaojiao making a move.

(End of this chapter)