Chapter 61 What do you want to explain
Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyes and looked at Bo Yanqing expressionlessly.
His face was indifferent, his black eyes were slightly narrowed, and there was a sense of silence in his eyes.
Nan Jiaojiao walked up to him, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said, "I beat you, what do you want to explain?"
"..."
There was silence in the lounge.
This girl is tough.
Bo Yanqing took out her hand from her pocket, held the five fingers and spread them out one by one, pressed the fingertips on her palm and felt it. There was no sweating, but the hand was very cold.
"Which hand did the beating?" He lowered his eyes and asked casually.
Nan Jiaojiao stepped on her right foot and said, "Kick it with your foot."
Everyone was shocked again, wondering if Mr. Bo's attitude had softened. As long as she could say a few nice words, the matter would be over. Why was she so naughty?
Who is asking whom to explain?
Nan Jiaojiao couldn't feel the atmosphere around her, so she asked without fear of death: "Will you compensate them for breaking my legs?"
"..." Bo Yanqing pinched her legs. Holding his hand for a moment, Liang took a breath and said quietly: "How can I bear to hurt you."
"So we won't pursue it, right?" Nan Jiaojiao withdrew her hand and still put it in her pocket, "Then I'm leaving."
As soon as they heard that she was leaving, Lu Zhenzhen and Han Qi protected her on the left and right, like they were protecting the law.
Bo Yanqing leaned back, glanced at the cigarette on his fingertips, looked back at the little girl's straight back, "You won't call me when you see me?"
Nan Jiaojiao Stand still, look back, and turn around again.
She walked up to him and called him respectfully: "Third Uncle."
She never followed Shen Shichu in calling her cousin, but this was the first time she accidentally called her Third Uncle. He didn't object. Nan Jiaojiao kept calling him. Every time she got angry or had a little awkwardness, she would call him that.
Bo Yanqing's eyebrows clenched, then relaxed, and her thin lips curled slightly: "Very good." "Can I leave?"
"Yes."
< br>He agreed, and Nan Jiaojiao turned around and left.
Ignore everyone's jaw-dropping expressions.
No wonder she's being dragged so hard. She's her niece, how can she not be dragged?
Ji Mingyue and Modi turned pale, and the manager was so frightened that he was shaking all over and couldn't help anyone. He had to lean against the wall to stand still.
The corridor was as quiet as death. Bo Yanqing stood up and ordered in a cold voice: "Take care of it."
Hanchuan nodded and walked towards Ji Mingyue and others. The three women trembled. It got even worse, thinking that he was going to be killed and silenced.
Han Qi, who had returned, handed Bo Yanqing a cigarette, "Third uncle, do you mind if I shout to my baby?"
Bo Yanqing didn't answer, his eyes were cold.
Han Qi shrugged indifferently. When he glanced at Ji Mingyue and others, his slightly smiling face suddenly turned cold: "Uncle San, you'd better take care of it, otherwise it will fall into my hands. Can you stay in Rongcheng?" You can stay there, but that’s not necessarily the case. After all, they made my baby angry.”
Bo Yan glanced at Han Qi’s severed hand, curled his thin lips, squeaked lightly, and walked away. .
Why are you laughing? Why don’t you just cut off his hand? It doesn’t matter who broke it off for him, he is willing!
Han Qi leaned against the wall, lit the cigarette that Bo Yanqing didn't take, took a few puffs and then chased after Nan Jiaojiao, who was already gone.
At the door of Minglun, the car door was open. Gao Zhe walked in quickly. He was wearing a black suit and a thin windbreaker. When he was about to go up the steps, he looked up and saw Nan Jiaojiao supporting the drunk Lu Zhenzhen. come out.
His face condensed, and he stretched out his hands to take Lu Zhenzhen into his arms.
I immediately smelled the strong smell of alcohol on her body, and her face felt hot and burning against his neck.
"Zhenzhen?"
(End of this chapter)