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

Chapter 903 Is it convenient for you tonight
Nan Jiaojiao was puzzled.

Obviously he only supported the wardrobe behind her with one hand, there seemed to be gaps everywhere, but no matter how she tried to hide, she couldn't hide.

Nan Jiaojiao simply stopped running, her back was against the cabinet door, her legs were bent down and her knees were against his calf, so she was short to his heart's height, looking up at him, she was very petite and petite.

The corners of Bo Yanqing's lips twitched, but he didn't hold back, and smiled from the side.

"Ghostly!"

With a low curse, he straightened up.

Nan Jiaojiao suddenly felt that her eyes opened up instantly.

She showed him her pajamas, "I'm going to change."

Bo Yanqing: "Don't change here?"

Nan Jiaojiao rolled her eyes at him, and slipped into the bathroom.

When she came out, there was no man in the bedroom.

Bo Yanqing took out the tomato beef brisket that was simmering on the fire.

Nan Jiaojiao was beside him, her eyeballs almost fell in, she obediently filled two bowls of rice with a small bowl.

Looking at the dishes on the table, Nan Jiaojiao swayed her feet happily, "Thank you, Mr. Bo."

Bo Yanqing glanced at her, "You call me all kinds of strange things."

"Then which one do you like?"

Bo Yanqing pretended to be flattered, "I can still choose?"

Nan Jiaojiao tapped her cheekbone with chopsticks, "Probably not, there are too many names, I can't remember them all at once, or you'd better bear it."

Bo Yanqing snorted and said something in a low voice, but she didn't hear clearly.

Bo Yanqing scooped up a bowl of mullet soup and put it in front of her. Nan Jiaojiao raised her hand to give way. She held the spoon in her hand. As soon as Bo Yanqing left, she immediately scooped up two spoonfuls of tomato beef brisket soup and put it on the rice.

He raised his eyebrows and started peeling the shrimp without saying anything.

Peel one after another, dip it in sauce and feed it to her mouth.

Sometimes Nan Jiaojiao's mouth was empty, so he just waited, and after feeding a few more, Nan Jiaojiao's conscience realized, and persuaded her, "You don't need to hold it up, just put it in my bowl."

Bo Yanqing stared pointedly at the bowl of rice in the brisket in front of her, "I put the spicy sauce in your bowl, and if the smell spreads, you can't beat me to death?"

"Am I so inhuman?"

Nan Jiaojiao's self-torture made Bo Yanqing laugh.

After she realized it by herself, she shrank her neck and handed over a small bowl.

Bo Yanqing put the peeled shrimp in a small bowl, and when she wanted to eat it, she picked one up and dipped it in the sauce.

When Nan Jiaojiao was almost full, Bo Yanqing started.

She was still thinking about whether she should eat more slowly and accompany her, but she didn't know that he ate very fast. After eating two bowls of rice, there was a lot of food on the table. When he was full, Nan Jiaojiao was still grinding. There was still a mouthful of rice left in the bowl, she took the food slowly, and then she ate that mouthful of rice after almost finishing the food, and then said gracefully: "I'm full."

Bo Yanqing took out a tissue and wiped her mouth, "Drowsy, like a child."

Nan Jiaojiao leaned her face towards him, and when she heard what he said, she immediately wanted to criticize him, but she didn't see half a grain of rice on his face after watching for a long time.

How did she grow up, how did she do everything so gracefully, she never devoured her meals, but her movements were much more agile and clean than hers.

Looking at it, his handsome face seemed to be able to play a gu, Nan Jiaojiao was dragged away inexplicably, "Bo Yanqing, is it convenient for you tonight?"

"what happened?"

"I want to sleep with you."

"cough--"

Bo Yanqing twitched his hand, rolled the tissue into his palm, squeezed it tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand were so tense.

(End of this chapter)