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

Chapter 888 You Have a Good Face
Like training camp.

That kind of place, as long as you enter, you will be killed.

How old was she then?

It's not easy for a little girl to break out from a group of people of the same age, maybe a few years older than her, who even have experience in fighting!
For example, she once thought that she should be a killer, lingering in a dark corner for a lifetime.

Bo Yanqing never regretted it.

After meeting Nan Jiaojiao, he regretted it several times, and this time he felt the deepest empathy.

He regretted why he didn't meet her earlier. When she was younger, or even younger, or before Jiang Yu found her, at least he had grown up with his protection and would not let her go through those cruel years.

Bo Yanqing closed his eyes, and quietly clenched his hands around her back into fists, and the muscle line of his arms jumped before her, and then he let go.

Wen Sheng asked: "Then they left in a hurry this time, did they find you?"

Nan Jiaojiao shook her head and nodded again, as if she hadn't thought about how to express herself, she paused before saying, "Actually, they always knew that I was in Rongcheng, and it just happened to be a coincidence that the two people who came to carry out the mission were two who I had personally Bring out the subordinates."

Speaking of this, she slowed down a bit, it was rare for her to have conscience to care about his emotions.

"I'm sorry, it's urgent, I can't stand by and watch them, not to mention, you are too clean, how can I drag you into the water."

Bo Yanqing felt a dull pain in his heart, he wanted to say that he was actually not clean either.

Where she had been, he had also been.

Even more difficult to tell than her experience.

"What about Ye Hannian?"

"Oh, him."

Nan Jiaojiao looked indifferent, "I just knew each other. During the mission, I saved a child, Tuantuan. I was supposed to adopt her, but it was inconvenient for me, so Ye Hannian adopted her."

She raised her head and asked straightforwardly, "What do you ask him for, do you suspect that I have an affair with him?"

Bo Yanqing pinched her face and said angrily: "There are other men around you, shouldn't I ask?"

"Should...it should be?"

Her tone before and after this is quite interesting.

The front is hesitation, and the back is rhetorical questioning.

How could she have the nerve to ask him back.

Bo Yanqing sighed, "When you were leaving, he threw the marriage certificate out of the car."

"Oh, it's fake."

Bo Yanqing asked in surprise, "Fake?"

"He doesn't even know my real name, so he's married to a shit." Nan Jiaojiao stared at him closely, "Do you believe it?"

Bo Yanqing's expression was a little unnatural.

Can he not believe it.

Can he still be calm when he sees that kind of thing? Can he still be considered a man?

Nan Jiaojiao smiled leisurely, her eyes were so clear that she could read people's hearts, "Don't worry, Nan Jiaojiao is her real name, and grandpa gave it to me."

After the words fell, she got up from his arms.

Bo Yanqing panicked, clasped her wrist, didn't use any strength to hold it, and relaxed, slipped to her hand, and held it lightly.

"Where?"

"I wash my face, I have to wash after applying the mask, don't you know?"

He really didn't know, coughed lightly: "Sorry, I'm very rough."

"I know," Nan Jiaojiao blustered, "You just have a pretty face."

The implication is, can you expect him to be meticulous in other aspects? Thanks to Nuwa, who showed off his skills on a whim when pinching him, gave him a good skin, and took advantage of that face, but apart from the face Nothing else, he doesn't even know what maintenance is.

Nan Jiaojiao narrowed her eyes and scraped at his chest, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she snorted, "It's better to be rough, otherwise you won't notice."

(End of this chapter)