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

Chapter 860 Do We Jiaojiao Don't Want Me Anymore?

Bo Yanqing raised his eyebrows slightly: "Where am I going?"

He didn't ask why he cheated, but where to go.

Nan Jiaojiao's mind was very chaotic, the more chaotic she became, the more unreasonable she became.

"I don't know, you choose one at random. I should have no relationship with you, but I was sorry for you before I left. When I see you again, I feel ashamed. I can't give you the best. I have wronged you so much."

Bo Yanqing raised his eyebrows, and after understanding, he smiled leisurely.

"You are the best, there is no better one, Jiaojiao, who do you want me to find?"

Nan Jiaojiao's heart was numb, there were so many bugs crawling around, she couldn't even maintain her superficial calmness, she stomped her feet angrily.

"stubborn!"

Bo Yanqing looked at her straight, "We Jiaojiao don't want me anymore?"

Nan Jiaojiao froze in place suddenly, her heart was scratched badly, her breathing was subconsciously suppressed, she couldn't rush forward, her nose was slightly sore.

She opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, a series of "eh" sounds came from behind Bo Yanqing.

One after another, like frogs hidden under the straw of night.

Yan Chi and the others followed all the way.

The couple is playing romance, and they eat melons blatantly.

They looked at each other, and they looked back and forth, looking at Bo Yanqing for a while, and Nan Jiaojiao for a while, and by the way, they even looked at the wall under her feet.

Chu Yao murmured maliciously in a low voice: "I don't believe she can't step on it."

The result was really not stepped on.

Not only disappointed, but also forcefully stuffed with dog food.

Especially Bo Yanqing's words made Yan Chi and the others go crazy. Lu Jinyang looked skeptical about life, "That's right, Brother Yan has really become a mother."

How could Bo Yanqing say these things before?

Let him open up, not let him open the gate, and he can't stop it.

Nan Jiaojiao was even more ashamed.

Annoyed: "I won't tell you anymore!"

When the words fall, jump off the wall.

Bo Yanqing was startled, and quickly walked over, passed through the arch, and within a few seconds, Nan Jiaojiao was nowhere to be seen.

"Don't look for her, if she doesn't want you to chase, you can't catch up anyway."

I had seen enough Chu Yao dramas, for Pomegranate's sake, I made a cheering gesture, "If you work hard, there may be hope."

She was a joke, but Bo Yanqing took it seriously, and he was the only one who responded to Chu Yao amidst the buzzing voices around him: "Okay, I'll lend you a good word."

Chu Yao rolled her eyes, she didn't mean it, she turned her head and left.

She drank, Mo Tingshen followed her to see her off, and when they passed by, Yan Chi didn't even smell the alcohol on him.

The corners of his mouth were frivolous, "One by one, in order to flirt with a girl, they are all depraved, one quits drinking and the other quits smoking."

Mo Tingshen didn't really quit drinking, but when Chu Yao was around, he didn't drink at all.

Bo Yanqing didn't quit smoking either, but seeing Nan Jiaojiao suddenly started smoking, he stopped smoking.

He didn't stay with them too long and left directly.

I went to the garage to pick up the car, but the navigation was useless. After driving a few streets, I saw a car with a familiar license plate in front of me.

He had seen it in the Mist Garden.

Bo Yanqing controlled the speed of the car and followed it not too far away, until the car entered the foggy garden, he stopped to smoke a cigarette, and then drove away.

Before going to bed, Nan Jiaojiao received a message.

It was from Bo Yanqing, just two words:

good night.

Nan Jiaojiao immediately threw the phone out, did not throw it far, and picked it up again, wondering if she wanted to return something, staring at the "good night" that she typed in the input box, she suddenly felt that it was fake.

She deleted it and stuffed the phone under the pillow.

Patting his heart, gritted his teeth and cursed: "It's really killing me!"

(End of this chapter)