Chapter 156: Mr. Bo who is addicted to meat
Chapter 161: Mr. Bo is addicted to meat
Nan Jiaojiao pushed him, not knowing whether it was intentional or not.
Bo Yanqing bumped into the back of the sofa with her lower back and glanced at a ceramic doll placed on it. The small finger-long thing shattered when it touched the ground. The cracking sound was like thunder in the quiet night. .
He narrowed his eyes, glanced in the direction of the master bedroom, and vaguely heard footsteps.
Bo Yanqing was as calm as ever. He caught up with Nan Jiaojiao in a few steps, grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the guest bedroom.
As soon as the door closed, he pulled her in front of him.
Nan Jiaojiao reached across his waist and locked the door.
"Double!"
Half a minute later, Shen Shichu knocked on the door outside and asked tentatively: "Jiaojiao, aren't you asleep yet?"
Nan Jiaojiao leaned against Bo Yanqing's arms and raised her eyebrows with a smirk.
Hearing no response, Shen Shichu asked again: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Let me come in and take a look."
He turned the doorknob, but did not turn it, and locked it from the inside.
“Jiaojiao?”
Nan Jiaojiao still didn’t speak.
Bo Yanqing sighed silently, bent down and asked in her ear: "You want me to go out?"
"Do you dare?"
"Dare, I'm afraid you are too playful. The adulterer showed up and ruined tomorrow's drama."
Nan Jiaojiao felt that what he said made sense.
Then he said to the man outside the door, "I went out to get a glass of water. I didn't turn on the light. It seems I hit something."
"It's okay. I'll clean up later. Are you hurt?"
"No."
"No, I'm not worried. Jiaojiao, please open the door and let me take a look at you. ." She felt a pain in her waist and was pinched hard. She let out a low breath and glared at someone resentfully.
What’s so delicious about this flying vinegar?
She didn't dare to lose her temper, so she lost her temper at Shen Shichu: "Shen Shichu, do you regret it?"
There was silence outside the door, and then came Shen Shichu's chuckle: "Jiaojiao, it's only been a few hours. Stop fussing, there will definitely be a wedding, sleep well, and marry me when you wake up."
After saying that, he waited, but didn't get any response, and curled his lips in disdain. He turned around and hugged Ye Shiqing who had followed him back to the master bedroom. The door was closed loudly. He impatiently pressed Ye Shiqing behind the door, and moved his hands impatiently over her body.
The sound of gasping came across the living room. No matter how thick-skinned Nan Jiaojiao was, she couldn't help but blush.
"Is it fun?" The man's dark voice fell above his head.
Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows, grabbed his shirt and pulled him into the bed. After falling down, she turned over and pressed on top of him.
"Uncle, third uncle, it's a long night, can I recite poetry to you?"
Bo Yanqing put one hand behind her head, raised her shoulders a little, and put the other hand on her On the back, patting lightly.
"Okay."
Nan Jiaojiao opened her mouth and said: "The luminous cup of grape wine, I pushed the third master to the bed, the clouds thought of the clothes and the flowers thought of the face, the spring breeze was strong in the third master's tent .”
Bo Yanqing held her back and pulled her down, put his thin lips next to her ear and said, "You are the only one who can experience the spring in Third Master's tent."
Nan Jiaojiao straightened her balls, But he couldn't resist the infatuated Mr. Bo. The sound of his breathing made his legs weak. He secretly shrank down, and his head was almost under his chest.
Tantan said: "I learned from Zhenzhen. Every time Gao Zhe was angry, she would coax him like this."
"So you used it to coax me too?"
“Yeah.”
"Don't ask me if it works?"
Nan Jiaojiao raised her head, poked his stomach with her chin, and looked at him silently for a while. His eyes were bewitching, and it was as if he had lost his memory when he stared at her twice. , Nan Jiaojiao didn't hesitate about what he asked, pursed her lips, and said, "Do you want to kiss me?"
(End of this chapter)