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

Chapter 905
The tenderness in her eyes could drown her.

"What time is it?"

Bo Yanqing glanced at his watch, "08:30."

"It's getting late." Nan Jiaojiao rubbed the pillow. She was originally lying on her side facing the TV. She changed to a lying position on her back, "Do you want to sleep?"

"Look at you."

"Go to sleep then, I don't want to take a shower anymore, I washed my feet just now when I changed my clothes."

Bo Yanqing laughed, "Hold you in."

While talking, he picked her up and went to the master bedroom. He couldn't spare his hands to turn on the light, but Nan Jiaojiao couldn't find where the switch was, so she acquiesced.

The bedroom door was left open, and a little light and the light of the TV came in, enough to see the path under his feet.

Bo Yanqing put her on the bed, and just about to straighten her half-bowed waist, Nan Jiaojiao hugged his neck with both hands and pulled her down.

"Are you going?"

Bo Yanqing raised her eyebrows, "Do you want me to go?"

Nan Jiaojiao was most annoyed at kicking the ball. She touched the hair near his neck like a hook. She felt hooked by the claws in her heart. She said angrily, "It's enough to pretend to be reserved all night, you are enough."

Bo Yanqing gently stroked her arm, "How can I pretend?"

Nan Jiaojiao moved a little and moved closer to him, "I don't know if I should say something."

"Then don't talk about it." Bo Yanqing deliberately teased her.

Sure enough, I was blown away, "Bo Yanqing!"

He changed his words in a second: "Speak."

"The ancients said that when you are full of warmth, you think about lust. I don't understand Chinese very well. Tell me about it."

"Ha ha……"

His laughter, contained between his lips and teeth, was very light, and there was a kind of bewitching sexiness in his hoarse voice.

What he doesn't need to talk about is what he does.

He bowed his head and kissed her.

The light was off, and they teased each other unbearably, and they knew each other's sensitive points better than their own. It was natural, and what happened afterwards was logical.

Nan Jiaojiao once again saw how bad Bo Yanqing was.

He intentionally stopped at the crucial step when Nan Jiaojiao's consciousness gradually became unconscious, and asked her, "How about we make up?"

Nan Jiaojiao bit her lip firmly, trembling all over, "I don't know."

Bo Yan said hoarsely: "Say, does it count?"

"There's no one like you!"

"What about me?"

"you!"

Nan Jiaojiao was in a hurry, pulled his neck down, and said something beside his ear through gritted teeth.

Bo Yanqing took advantage of her waist, "Come on, you want to take advantage of me if you don't make it clear."

Nan Jiao opened her eyes for a moment, "Bo Yanqing, now... whoever you and I take advantage of!"

Bo Yanqing didn't listen to her, "Have you reconciled?"

"No..." Nan Jiaojiao had just opened her mouth, but he actually tickled her, and the words that came to his mouth were as light as a cat's in an instant.

"reconciled."

Bo Yanqing: "After that..."

"As long as you don't make trouble."

His words "let's not make trouble anymore" were intercepted by her.

He smiled helplessly: "Okay, I won't make trouble, I will never make trouble with you, and you don't want to make trouble with me, okay?"

Nan Jiao nodded shyly, "Okay."

Bo Yanqing hugged her and turned over. He was lying on the pillow, and the light from outside the bedroom just shone on his sharp-edged face.

A pair of deep eye sockets looked at her for a moment.

Nan Jiaojiao seemed to be bewitched.

When she stopped, she felt annoyed again.

The ancients also said a word:

There is a knife on the head of the color word.

Which wise man said it, she really wanted to pry open the coffin board and give a high five.

Beauty misleads people.

So fucking right!
(End of this chapter)