Chapter 25 Didn’t dare to touch, for fear of scaring her
“Yan Qing…”
Jiang Xiangyue came over and was glanced at by the man. She didn’t dare to get too close. Naturally, she wouldn’t be there. Embarrassed in front of a poor man, he flipped up his hair and smiled gracefully: "I still have something to do, so I'll leave now. I'll see grandma next time."
Bo Yanqing responded coldly, raised his eyes and looked towards the south. Jiao's expression seemed a little gentler: "Ignore grandma."
Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows and said nothing.
Bo Yanqing opened the passenger door and let her sit in, "Where are you going?"
"Just put me where I can take a taxi."
Bo Yanqing held the steering wheel without moving, her slender body The fingertips tapped.
Nan Jiaojiao glanced sideways at him, "Rongda, the professor asked me to go to school, please excuse me."
"Yes." Bo Yanqing responded lukewarmly. .
Nan Jiaojiao turned her head and looked out the window. When she passed the third red light, she heard the man say: "How did you get kidnapped by grandma?"
"Her car rear-ended her. I have to say yes." Influenced by me."
Bo Yanqing raised her eyebrows: "You just followed me?"
Nan Jiaojiao looked at him seriously: "Because she said I'm good-looking."
“……”
If Bo Ye hadn't been good at driving, this kick on the accelerator would have been indispensable.
She was deceived when others praised her for her good looks. This girl is so stupid.
When the car arrived at the gate of Rong Gate, Nan Jiaojiao politely said goodbye.
As soon as they got off the car, Xu Tingting waved to Ye Wanting when they were far away from each other, and walked up to her while talking.
“Jiaojiao, don’t you have no class in the afternoon? Why are you here at school?”
Nan Jiaojiao's eyebrows jumped.
His back straightened silently, he glanced back and estimated the distance, but Bo Yanqing couldn't hear clearly.
"The professor asked me to come and see that the scholarship matter has come to an end." "That's it, let's go." Xu Tingting bent down and saw Bo Yanqing in the driver's seat, and said in surprise: "Third uncle?"
Bo Yanqing opened the lock and lowered the window, revealing his angular profile.
Xu Tingting said happily: "Why is third uncle here?"
Bo Yanqing tapped Nan Jiaojiao with his chin: "Send it away."
"Huh?" Xu Tingting looked at both sides The back and forth between people was a surprise, "Jiaojiao and Uncle San know each other?"
Nan Jiaojiao had a lump in her throat, "I guess we know each other."
That little bit of flesh Aren’t relationships also relationships?
"It's such a fate. What a coincidence. Third uncle, are you leaving now? I'm going to my brother's hospital, and Wanting is also going to the hospital to take care of her mother. Are you on the way?"
Bo Yan smiled lightly: " I’ll take you along no matter what.”
He and Xu Shu grew up together, and they also watched Xu Tingting grow up. Among them, the doting little sister in the group, Bo Yanqing didn’t even talk to her. With a bit of pampering.
Nan Jiaojiao was always smiling lightly, with no other emotions visible on her delicate face.
"Then let's go first, Jiaojiao, and we'll make an appointment another day." Xu Tingting said.
"Okay, you're busy."
Nan Jiaojiao smiled and talked to her, and before leaving, she looked politely into the car and said, "Thank you, uncle."
Bo Yanqing said, "Yes." With no other instructions, Nan Jiaojiao headed towards the teaching building.
On the other hand, after Xu Tingting pulled Ye Wanting into the car, he was about to buckle his seat belt when he heard Bo Yanqing say: "Wait for me in the car for a while."
He opened the door and got out of the car, walking around At the front of the car, Nan Jiaojiao followed closely.
Half an hour later, Nan Jiaojiao came down from upstairs. She looked down at the map on her phone and walked slowly. She didn't know what she was thinking. She missed the last two steps and stumbled, landing firmly on the ground. He just stood there and looked at his phone in confusion.
At the window on the third floor, Bo Yanqing was wearing a black shirt, with his hand on the railing on his coat, his cold eyes staring at the figure downstairs.
(End of this chapter)