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

Chapter 902
Nan Jiaojiao was not used to him at all, so she greeted him with rounded fists.

Bo Yanqing could bear this kind of strength, but still let out a soft snort.

Boring and coquettish.

When it was over, he looked at her with a very ascetic look, "Go take a bath."

Nan Jiaojiao curled her lips, "What are you pretending to be serious about?"

Bo Yanqing took two steps back, nodded at her restrainedly and politely, and then went to the kitchen with his beloved ingredients.

Nan Jiaojiao stayed in the living room for a while, and then went to take a shower in the master bedroom.

There are only two rooms here, with a bed and a computer desk in the second bedroom. There is not even a sign of collapse on the chair, obviously not sitting often. There is also a smaller study room.

So his room is easy to find.

There were unopened ladies' toiletries in the bathroom, Nan Jiaojiao picked out a bottle of shower gel.

After taking a shower, I came out to see that Bo Yanqing was smoking on the balcony.

A glass sliding door opened, and the curtains fluttered slightly. Jinglan's floor was higher than Famous's. From the perspective of the living room, it was difficult to see much light, but the dark sky took up a lot of space.

Bo Yanqing is like a lonely individual standing under the sky.

He was bent over, his arms bent, a cigarette in his outstretched hand over the railing.

Hearing light footsteps behind him, he turned his head and choked out the cigarette.

Nan Jiaojiao stomped her feet, intending to approach quietly to scare him, but he suddenly turned around and looked at each other, which made her lose her interest in an instant.

"Can't you pretend you didn't hear it?"

Bo Yanqing raised his eyebrows, what should I say, his eyes.

Take her from hair to toe.

There is no evil thought in the eyes, and there is no smile, but there is a soft color that makes people palpitate.

"How come out dressed like this?"

Nan Jiaojiao pulled off the men's shirt on her body, the hem was too long, it could cover her thighs, "You don't have my clothes here, I don't want to wear the clothes I changed."

"How not."

Bo Yanqing walked in, closed the sliding door, and shut out the wind outside the balcony.

He took Nan Jiaojiao's hand and walked into the cloakroom of the master bedroom. The innermost two wardrobes were opened, and they were full of women's clothes.

He picked out a set of two-piece cartoon pajamas with fleece, and the steps of gestures were directly saved, "Shall I wear it for you?"

Nan Jiaojiao frowned, "I didn't even wash it."

"The ones have been washed and incensed, but they don't have a tag. You can look them up yourself."

Nan Jiaojiao really flipped through it twice, not because she couldn't believe Bo Yanqing, but because she felt a little unbelievable, knowing what he said was true, so she flipped through it more perfunctorily.

Asked: "When did you prepare?"

Bo Yanqing didn't answer right away, but Nan Jiaojiao felt strange, she looked up at him, and bumped into the man's deep eyes.

"After you leave."

Nan Jiaojiao curled her fingers, and laughed dryly, "Is that so, very caring, thank you."

Bo Yanqing frowned displeased, "That's it?"

"Otherwise, it will be exposed that you have conspired against me long ago?"

She made a joke casually, but Bo Yanqing took it seriously, approached her suddenly, and bumped her with his arm.

It was very light, but Nan Jiaojiao stepped on the carpet with her bare feet, so she didn't expect his sudden move, she was knocked against the wardrobe.

The man bullied him, making full use of his height, condescending and oppressive, "Isn't it a tacit understanding that I plotted against you?"

Nan Jiaojiao bit the corner of her lower lip, glanced at him secretly, and quietly took away the pajamas from his hand.

Want to run under his nose.

As a result, wherever she hid, he followed.

(End of this chapter)