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

Chapter 89
Han Qi raised his head in astonishment.

The girl stood in the backlight, the white shirt on her body was adorned with a layer of soft light, her hair was tied into a small ball, and a strand of curly hair hung down from her temples, making a small face delicate and lovely, slightly drooping. The light in her eyes, she was clearly smiling, but it was colder than the wind at night.

Han Qi forgot to call out the pain in a daze, such a Nan Jiaojiao is too alluring.

The anger that had arisen dissipated in an instant, he even bit his lips pretentiously, and said, "Little Fairy, are you really going to destroy me?"

Nan Jiao smiled delicately, "Good night."

Don't mind me, at least say good night.

This is what he said 10 minutes ago.

Just slapped in the face.

Nan Jiaojiao left him behind. She used ingenuity. Back in the prison, she faced vicious prisoners. She often used torture methods. There was no damage on the surface. It was crippled.

Han Qi's arm, she left room for her strike.

However, if she didn't want him to be well, then the arm would have to be disabled.

Han Qi supported the body of the car and stood up, leaning against the wall and exhaling forcefully, the pain couldn't be relieved, so he reached into the car with his barely moving right hand and took out his mobile phone.

"Famous Apartment, come and help me drive."

Zhou Yunlin was drinking vigorously, Han Qi's weak voice was covered by the noise, and he yelled: "What? Brother Qi, what did you say?"

Han Qi took the phone away, his ears hurt from the shock, and he clicked his tongue impatiently, "I'm useless, come here quickly!"

obsolete?

Isn't it obsolete?

Wasted again?
After hanging up the phone, Han Qi raised his head and looked upstairs. There were many windows with lights, and he didn't know where Nan Jiaojiao's home was. His eyes showed a little bit of interest, and he circled around with the tip of his tongue against his teeth.

He sipped his voice lightly and laughed: "It's so cruel, when the young master catches up with me, I'll definitely... love you very much."

Nan Jiaojiao returned home, took a shower, went to the refrigerator and took a bag of hand-cranked milk tea, put a small can of saccharin in it, added water and then sealed it, slowly shook it and sat on the sofa.

There was Peppa Pig on the TV, and the family of four happily made pancakes.

The light in the living room was not turned on, and the light in the fish tank echoed back and forth with the light from the TV. She sat in the light and shadow with a calm expression, listening to the sound of gurgling water and the occasional pig cry.

The years are quiet.

After drinking the milk tea, Nan Jiaojiao turned off the TV and went back to her room to sleep.

She saw Bo Yanqing in her dream.

Bo Yanqing without clothes.

He has always been a gentleman and calm, but in the dream he picked her up from the bed arbitrarily, pinched her cheek and kissed her, the kiss was so hard that her teeth bit her lips several times, the pain was so painful that Nan Jiaojiao was in a dream Struggling, but her hands and feet were crushed by him, her breathing became thinner and thinner, but the smell of alcohol and cigarettes from the man's spray was getting heavier and heavier, almost taking up all her breathing, and her chest seemed to be blocked. Like a big rock, heavy and stuffy.

As if he still felt dissatisfied, he knocked his teeth hard on her teeth.

It woke Nan Jiaojiao up in pain.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the man's magnified handsome face was blurred in the darkness. The tip of his nose was touching her cheek, and he was tilting his head to kiss her. A pair of dark eyes looked at her without blinking.

"Well……"

Nan Jiaojiao struggled uneasily, her hands were held high above her head.

The man clasped her hands with one hand, pinched her chin with the other, kissed her tenderly, and kissed her again.

(End of this chapter)