Chapter 145 Are you scared
Bo Yanqing has never seen such a messy refrigerator.
He frowned and searched carefully but found no milk, so he took her hand-cranked milk tea, then a cartoon cup, and poured it with hot water.
Walking back to the living room, Nan Jiaojiao leaned against the sofa, hugging one knee and resting on the carpet. She was wrapped in a thin blanket. When she heard the footsteps and looked back, she generously gave up half of the blanket.
"Will you come in and warm yourself up?"
Bo Yanqing stuffed her with milk tea and sat down next to her, but most of the blanket was used to wrap her up. He put his arm around her shoulders and Nan Jiaojiao came over obediently.
"It doesn't taste good. It should be added with ice." She took a sip and frowned.
Being stopped by Bo Yanqing’s words: “Don’t even think about it.”
Nan Jiaojiao refused to give up: “I still have a box of cakes, I’ll get them.”
As soon as she stood up, Bo Yanqing grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms. He ignored her resentful eyes and glanced at the TV.
"Don't you feel sleepy after watching this?"
"No, the pig's noise is too loud."
Bo Yanqing looked at Xiang Nan Jiaojiao with a half-smile, "Can I give you another one?"
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"Okay."
Nan Jiaojiao found a comfortable position in his arms, curled up on his legs, and pulled his arms down to use them to pillow her head. .
"Do you want to watch horror movies?"
She raised her head and looked at him with a look that said, "I don't quite understand, but there must be something wrong with your brain."
“What are you looking at?”
Nan Jiaojiao sighed, “Just don’t be afraid.”
Bo Yanqing chuckled lightly and heard There was disdain in her words, so she chose a horror movie with the highest rating, "It's not a small tone, I'll see how many minutes you can hold on."
However, he really underestimated Nan Jiaojiao.
Various blood type scenes and terrifying scenes, she didn’t even blink her eyes or shake her body. Not to mention sleepy, she was obviously getting more and more awake as she watched. Suddenly, the disheveled female ghost appeared in front of the camera. With the eerie background music playing, Bo Yanqing grabbed Nan Jiaojiao's body and kissed her heavily on the face.
After the deep kiss, Bo Yanqing hugged her waist and wanted to embed her into his body.
Slightly rising and falling breaths fell on Nan Jiaojiao's ears. She leaned her head on the sofa and looked up at the pitch-black sky above her head, with only the faint light from the TV floating.
She curled her lips and scratched his waist, "Uncle Third, are you scared?"
Bo Yanqing grabbed her hand, held it in his palm and squeezed, " It's time for you to sleep."
Nan Jiaojiao rubbed her knee against him again, "Are you scared?"
"No!" she gritted her teeth.
The smile at the corner of her mouth slowly widened, and she breathed close to his ear: "It doesn't matter if you are scared, I will try to laugh as quietly as possible."
"You asked me that question just now."
"What?"
"Master Bo..." Bo Yanqing's eyes were filled with understanding, and he leaned down, nuzzling the tip of her nose. Jiaojiao hid behind, and he chased after her, kissed her, and said in a mute voice in her ear: "Good at ventriloquism."
"!!!"
He is good. Danger.
Nan Jiaojiao wanted to run, but just as she made a move to hide, she found that his hand had grasped the back of her head at some point, unable to move at all.
Bo Yan turned off the TV, picked her up, and walked to the bedroom while kissing her.
Nan Jiaojiao curled up her legs and stared at him with her eyes slightly closed. She was about to drown in his affectionate care. When she couldn't tell whether it was real or an illusion, she had already been let go by him. Get into bed.
It's like...the nine-tailed fox was bewitched by the demon monk and was so confused that he didn't know the world.
(End of this chapter)