Chapter 74: Pick him up
The old lady immediately woke up and said, "Yes, then go quickly."
Bo Yanqing took the car keys, went back to the restaurant and patted Nan Jiaojiao on her shoulder, "Are you leaving?"
She turned her head half-way, looking not at him, but at the shoulder he had patted, her little mouth pursed, looking slightly impatient.
Nan Jiaojiao stood up, raised her hair, and said politely: "Grandma, thank you for the lunch, I'll leave first."
"Okay, let Yan Qing take you to the school gate. Come early next Saturday, and grandma will ask the kitchen to prepare delicious food for you."
"Yes."
Bo Qingshan is wrapped Two pieces of sponge cake were stuffed to her, "Sister Jiaojiao, do you like this? This is my order. It is specially made sweeter."
Nan Jiaojiao patted his head in a friendly manner. , "Every night, take a medicinal bath obediently and wait for an hour before you get up."
"Okay, I will remember everything you said." Bo Qingshan raised his head, as obedient as a little repair dog, with eager eyes. Send people to the door.
Bo Yanqing didn't have a driver. He drove the car himself. The atmosphere in the car was subtle, so quiet that even the sound of the wind seemed abrupt.
“Take me home.”
Nan Jiaojiao’s face turned to the window, her elbows resting on her elbows, and her hair facing Bo Yanqing was let down to cover her face. expression.
He turned the steering wheel and glanced sideways, "Aren't you going to school?"
"Go home and get your textbooks." His voice was cold and indifferent, and he refused to say another word.
Bo Yanqing said a few words, just looking for something to talk about. Nan Jiaojiao didn't speak again, too lazy to answer him.
No matter how slow the car drove, it still drove to the door of Feisheng. Bo Yanqing refused to pull the lock, so Nan Jiaojiao reached over and directly lifted the lock.
“Don’t ask me what I want to order?” Bo Yanqing held it in, but couldn’t hold it in any longer and took the initiative to speak.
Bang.
His answer was a loud slam of the door closing.
Bo Yanqing pressed her eyebrows and pressed her knuckles against her. There was nothing he could do to her. Suddenly, the car door opened again and Nan Jiaojiao sat in. This time the door closed loudly.
Stare into his eyes and hold back your anger.
Bo Yanqing leaned towards her and whispered: "Nothing happened between me and Jiang Xiangyue. She fell, and I helped her up."
Nan Jiaojiao used a She looked at him with a look that said, "I'm angry but I don't quite understand you."
Then, suddenly, he started taking off his shirt.
“My dear, what are you doing?”
Nan Jiaojiao’s fingers went in between the two buttons of his shirt, as if by accident, she scratched her nails and tried to take them back. Bo Yanqing pressed him on the back of his hand.
He glanced out the window. There were many people at the entrance of the community. He raised the windows and laughed dumbly: "If you want to make trouble, don't stay here. I'm not afraid of being seen, but I'm afraid of you. You’re embarrassed, please be good and I’ll follow you upstairs?”
“Let go.” Nan Jiaojiao’s voice was cold.
It didn't look like he was eager to do that at all.
Bo Yanqing pinched her chin. Nan Jiaojiao raised her head, but quickly turned her head away and took off his shirt with both hands.
"My dear, what are you doing?"
Nan Jiaojiao didn't say a word and couldn't take it off for a long time. Her little face became more and more irritable, so Bo Yanqing helped her.
He stood up.
Nan Jiaojiao smoothly took off the shirt from his shoulders and stripped it off.
Bo Yanqing's black eyes swept outside the window. The car window was made of a special material and could not be seen from the outside. However, several people were already looking at the movement just now. There was a cold look in his eyes, and he thought about what to do. Nan Jiaojiao must be restrained first.
Even if you have to do it in the car, you can’t do it on the street with people watching.
(End of this chapter)