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

Chapter 918 Let's have a baby

Even the feet were held by Bo Yanqing and put into the foot soaking tub.

As soon as Nan Jiaojiao touched the surface of the water, she curled up with heat, and woke up from her doze.

"Have you tried the water temperature?"

"I tried it, it's just right to soak my feet."

"You try it, it's just right."

Nan Jiaojiao picked up his leg and pushed it into the bucket.

She thought that Bo Yanqing was trying to tease her on purpose, so she pressed her body on his lap to prevent him from taking it out, but Bo Yanqing didn't move, and even managed to pull out the hair from her neck.

It's like stroking a cat.

Nan Jiaojiao was startled, "You really don't think it's hot?"

Bo Yanqing didn't blink, "Fifty degrees, why is it hot? Isn't this the temperature you usually bathe in? Besides, if you don't put the hot water on your feet, can you sweat?"

Nan Jiaojiao's head nodded slowly, and she was quickly persuaded by him, "Then let me try again?"

"Ah."

Bo Yanqing pressed the corners of his eyebrows at her, and said encouragingly, "Come on."

Soak your feet with what kind of oil?
Nan Jiaojiao squinted at him, tried to put her feet in again, and repeated several times to keep his feet still.

In the end, she put her feet in, but she still couldn't bear the temperature, and wanted to take them out again, but Bo Yanqing held her knees.

"You really did it on purpose, you burned me to death!"

Nan Jiaojiao's blood seemed to be scalding all over her body, she was gurgling, and felt her head was bubbling, she couldn't squeeze his strength, and she was so hot that she leaned back, holding her hands in disbelief, looking at her like this, not knowing, Thought she was about to give birth.

Bo Yanqing complained leisurely: "Little girl, you are weak."

"Who said it!"

Nan Jiaojiao sat upright for a second, and wiped the sweat from her forehead on him, "I'm in good health, why don't I just soak my feet, who do I look down on!"

Bo Yanqing took his hand away, leaned back into the sofa, and leaned on her arm on the back of the chair behind her, "Don't force yourself."

Nan Jiaojiao secretly rubbed her feet on his instep.

He snorted, too lazy to talk to him.

After a while, she adapted to the temperature, sweated, and leaned softly in his arms.

Bo Yanqing suddenly asked, "Have you read the prescription that Mr. Jiang prescribed for Qianqian?"

Nan Jiaojiao raised her body, looked back at him, and leaned back again, "I've seen it, it's no problem, taking it for a long time, within three years, the toxins in Qianqian's body can be eliminated. Severe, but this time the medicine prescribed for Sissi is very mild, and it acts as an action to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the vitality, but you must be cautious in the past three years. It is best not to take other medicines, otherwise the medicines will have conflicting properties, and maybe it will be different. Medicine can do bad things."

Bo Yanqing's eyebrows twitched, "Is it okay for her to take anti-inflammatory drugs today?"

"fine."

Bo Yanqing didn't ask any more questions.

Nan Jiaojiao asked suspiciously, "Zhou Zining really poisoned Qianqian?"

Bo Yanqing frowned slightly, and a trace of darkness flashed across the bottom of his eyes very quickly. He pinched the back of Nan Jiaojiao's neck, "It's fine, what to do with her, as long as Qianqian gets better and Zhou Zining doesn't make trouble anymore, who cares?" she."

I'm afraid I can't make a fuss even if I want to.

Now the Bo family doesn't give Zhou Zining a chance to get close to Qianqian.

I heard that he is still in Rongcheng.

The figure that she glimpsed before leaving the hospital suddenly flashed in Nan Jiaojiao's mind.

She shook her head, turned around and lay on Bo Yanqing's heart, stretched her hands against his body, poked her chin between her fingers, raised her eyes slightly, and looked at him pitifully.

"Bo Yanqing, let's have a baby."

(End of this chapter)