Chapter 212: It’s been so long that I don’t recognize him anymore
Nan Jiaojiao was startled for a moment, “Have you been drinking?”
“Yes.” Bo Yanqing gently rubbed the center of her eyebrows, breathing heavily slowly. , "Is something wrong?"
"I talked to my grandma in the afternoon, and the day after tomorrow I will take her to my grandmaster, who will perform surgery on her knees. As an assistant, I will take care of the operation from beginning to end."
"Yeah, I know."
Nan Jiaojiao suddenly felt uncomfortable.
He knew, but he didn't even ask her a word.
Is it too trusting, or does it not matter.
“So, you agree?”
Bo Yanqing was silent. Someone next to him talked to him and handed him a glass of water. He said wait a moment and drank a few sips. Xu, "Send me the address and I'll take grandma there."
"Okay."
Nan Jiaojiao hung up the phone first and sent the location to Bo Yanqing.
After waiting for a while, there was no news from him.
I couldn’t help but laugh at myself, what were I expecting.
The conversation between each other was very unfamiliar, but there was no intimacy or courtesy. There was no extra sentence except what was necessary to convey.
Nan Jiaojiao stood on the balcony for a while, finished a cup of hot milk tea, and then returned to the bedroom with her mobile phone.
The next day, Nan Jiaojiao went to school as usual. After school, she went to the hospital to visit Ye Wanting's mother. When she was leaving, she bumped into someone. She was a little dizzy smelling the strong and pungent perfume. She looked back. I saw Ye Wanting talking to the woman who just entered.
Nan Jiaojiao didn’t want to eavesdrop, so she left.
Lu Zhenzhen came to pick her up, and went to have dinner together near Fingsheng before sending her home.
On the appointed day, Nan Jiaojiao woke up early and was still unconscious. Suddenly she heard a slight noise outside. She opened her eyes suddenly and walked outside quickly.
There is a figure with his back turned in the restaurant.
"Who is it?"
She gave a cold cry, raised her foot and walked over there, chopping her hand into a knife shape, and suddenly her eyes froze. It's Bo Yanqing.
He was wearing home clothes, holding a glass of water in his slender hands. The man looked at her with deep eyes, "Did I wake you up?"
Nan Jiaojiao lowered her guard and said, "Why is it you?"
Bo Yanqing remained silent, placed the cup on the bar, moved his fingers half a circle along the rim of the cup, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.
“How long has it been and you can’t recognize me anymore?”
Nan Jiaojiao froze for a moment, her pale lips twitching, “I just woke up and came out to take a look when I heard a sound. , I didn’t expect it to be 伱.”
The corners of Bo Yanqing’s lips curled up and she raised her eyes, her expression as usual, “Go and wash up.”
"You came to my place, what will grandma do?"
"The old lady got up late, and it will take some time to have breakfast. When Yan Chi comes over, he will take grandma directly to Qishan Road."
Nan Jiaojiao folded her fingers together, and seemed to have words rolling in her mouth. When she spoke, she forgot everything and just said indifferently: "Okay."
She I went back to the bedroom to wash up and change clothes, when I heard the sound of the door opening and closing outside.
Bo Yanqing was here, so she felt more at ease. She didn't pay much attention, packed up and went out.
The man was busy at the dining table, taking out the dishes from the food box and putting them away one by one.
Nan Jiaojiao walked over, intending to help. As soon as she stretched out her hand, a bowl of millet porridge was placed in front of her.
Bo Yanqing sat opposite her and whispered: "Eat."
He placed all her favorite flavors in front of him, but there was some space in front of him.
Nan Jiaojiao placed a plate of cold bamboo shoots in front of him, and moved the mushroom and meatball soup to the middle.
Bo Yanqing raised his eyebrows and gave her a meaningful look, "Remember the flavors I often eat?"
Nan Jiaojiao nodded, "Yes, I don't eat with you often, so I'm used to your habits." Remember."
"You are so considerate, but you always want to get angry with me."
(End of this chapter)