Chapter 567 Are you afraid of being struck by lightning if you pretend too much?


Chapter 567 Are you afraid of being struck by lightning if you pretend too much?

Breakfast was eaten at home.

Bo Zhai did not call, knowing that Nan Jiaojiao likes to sleep in.

Bo Yanqing woke up early in the morning. After exercising, he took a shower and was about to sleep next to Nan Jiaojiao for a while. She moved, leaned over and wrapped her arms around him, and Bo Yanqing lay down on his side. He hugged her back and brought her into his arms.

“Sleep a little longer?”

Nan Jiaojiao narrowed one eye with difficulty, "What time is it?"

"Eight-thirty."

Nan Jiaojiao laughed, "Get up, I'll go wash up. . ”

She sat up and lay back on him halfway, her arms resting on his heart, hanging lazily outside the bed.

Bo Yanqing smiled sullenly, "Are you going to get up or not?"

"I'll just squint for a little while."

"Okay."

Bo Yanqing hugged her and turned over to lie down, "Just right, I'll take a nap."

Nan Jiaojiao didn't make trouble with him. If she didn't do it, she might be in danger. She would have to take another bath then, which would be troublesome.

So when the man wanted to kiss her, he immediately retreated into the quilt, got from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and then went back to put on slippers after getting out of bed.

Bo Yanqing watched her take one step at a time, looking like she hadn't fully woken up from her nap. He couldn't help but laugh out loud. It was impossible to fall asleep again, so he had to go out first and place the breakfast delivered by the hotel on the temperature-controlled dining table one by one. .

After breakfast, the two went to Bo's House.

Bo Qingshan was the only one in the living room, pretending to be doing test papers. When Sissi got up, the old lady was coaxing her.

After Bo Yanqing asked Nan Jiaojiao, he walked upstairs and went straight to Qianqian's room.

Nan Jiaojiao was waiting in the living room and glanced at the toys and snacks piled on the two single sofas. The couch behind Bo Qingshan could accommodate people, but he was stuck in the middle. Sit on the carpet and do your homework on the coffee table. "Move over." Nan Jiaojiao kicked him lightly.

Bo Qingshan obediently stepped aside. Nan Jiaojiao sat down, opened the game, and turned the sound to the minimum.

“Sister Jiaojiao,” Bo Qingshan raised the test paper to show her, “I don’t know this question, can you teach me?”

Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyes without looking at it. Exam paper, staring at Bo Yanqing's "hungry for knowledge" expression, he laughed and said: "Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning if you pretend too much?"

"Huh?" Bo Qingshan tilted his head, with an innocent look on his face. "I don't know how to do it. How can I pretend?"

Nan Jiaojiao couldn't hold back and raised her hand to hit him. When she realized that she was still holding the phone in her hand, she lowered her hand again.

Too lazy to pay attention to him.

Bo Qingshan came over with a playful smile, "Sister Jiaojiao, my tutor is not good. I can't teach you. Why don't you be my tutor?"

If it weren't for Nan Jiao Jiao had read Bo Qingshan's test paper, and she really believed it.

When Teacher Pan was teaching, he deliberately taught complex solutions, but Bo Qingshan used simple and quick methods to solve every problem. His thinking was clear and he didn't need to be taught.

At such a young age, he didn't hide his clumsiness at all, but this time the teacher gave him face and didn't use his high IQ to humiliate others.

"Uncle Qin told me about your IQ. For me to be your tutor is simply an insult to you."

Bo Qingshan's eyes widened, and there was a strange shyness on his face. Sexy, "I hate it! I can't even pretend to be a fool!"

Nan Jiaojiao chuckled twice, "There's no need to pretend."

You are.

Bo Qingshan stuck out his tongue. He had finished the test paper a long time ago. He deliberately left two questions blank to tease Nan Jiaojiao, but he didn't expect to be killed.

He finished solving the two questions without using any scratch paper, then sat next to Nan Jiaojiao and glanced at the gun battle game she was playing.

(End of this chapter)

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