Chapter 131 Self-proclaimed Mistress
Bo Yanqing patted her back, "What's wrong?"
"Insects, there are, there are insects."
His hand paused, He held her chin and asked her to look up. It was rare to see panic on her cold little face.
“Afraid of bugs?”
Nan Jiaojiao calmed down and realized that she had lost her composure. After she calmed down, she got down from his arms and said, "I'm not afraid."
Bo Yanqing smiled teasingly, "Are you really not afraid?"
She felt guilty. , glanced in panic, and said firmly: "I'm not afraid!"
Then they went upstairs with hands and feet.
This was an unexpected discovery for Bo Yanqing.
He took a glass of water and stood there waiting for the two servants to come over. He stopped them and carefully cleaned the kitchen inside and outside several times.
After acupuncture, it happened to be lunch time, and Nan Jiaojiao was left to eat.
When he went downstairs, Jiang Xiangyue sat on the sofa and looked at Nan Jiaojiao with eyes that were not contemptuous or hostile, but still indifferent and did not look down on her.
"I've heard it all. Qingshan takes medicinal baths every night, and now the cold poison has stopped. Miss Nan does have a skill."
Nan Jiaojiao held her hand on the railing, There were still two or three steps to go. She took a breath and collapsed in one step.
"It should be." After all, she took the money.
Bo Qingshan followed behind, glanced at Jiang Xiangyue coldly, and ignored her.
This is the Bo family, and it’s not her turn to call herself the mistress yet.
The old lady felt sleepy and couldn't wait for the young people. She had lunch half an hour early and went back upstairs to sleep.
Bo Yanqing sat in the first place, Bo Qingshan sat on his left, next to Nan Jiaojiao, and Jiang Xiangyue sat on his right, closest to him. She was very satisfied with this position allocation.
She felt at ease and let the servant serve her soup.
"It tastes good. It's more refreshing than the last time I had it. Did the cook change?"
The servant bent down and replied: "The cook didn't change. Some herbs were added to the soup. Miss Nan meant that the young master’s cold poison could also be treated with dietary therapy. "Oh, really?"
Jiang Xiangyue curled her lips and stirred impatiently. , then dropped the spoon, "It's not that good either."
"Why did Aunt Jiang come to my house again?" Bo Qingshan suddenly asked.
Jiang Xiangyue immediately smiled at him, "My dad asked me to deliver the documents, and I stopped by to see grandma."
"Aren't the documents all sent by the assistant? Besides, grandma spent the whole morning They are all playing with Xiaoba. It’s not difficult to find her, and I didn’t see you there.”
“I, I didn’t make time. I’ll wait until grandma wakes up in the afternoon.”
< br>"Grandma takes a nap and doesn't like others to disturb her. Besides, you have to stay until the afternoon, wasting your time. Our food is not to your taste anyway, so don't embarrass yourself."
"I, I..."
Bo Qingshan had an innocent look on his face, which made Jiang Xiangyue speechless. She couldn't argue with a child who spoke so innocently.
She looked at Bo Yanqing. The man didn't even look at her. He scooped up two bowls of soup, one for Bo Qingshan and the other in front of Nan Jiaojiao.
“I can’t stop your mouth even if I eat.”
Bo Qingshan blinked, grinned, and said no more obediently.
Nan Jiaojiao looked at the bowl of soup in front of her, thinking that Bo Yanqing had just given it to her by the way, but she still had to be polite.
"Thank you."
Bo Yanqing looked up at her, "I'll take you off after you finish. Where are you going back to?"
"School."
"Okay. .”
It was a very ordinary conversation, and nothing fishy could be heard, but it made Jiang Xiangyue wary.
She was just about to make things difficult for Nan Jiaojiao when Wu Ma came in from outside, holding a red box in her hand, which looked very festive.
(End of this chapter)