Chapter 582 Don’t ask about my fiancée
“Don’t ask about my fiancée?”
Bo Yanqing asked in her ear.
“Who?” Nan Jiaojiao responded confusedly, and suddenly remembered Zhou Zining’s words, “I don’t take people’s attempts to sow discord seriously.”
Bo Yanqing chuckled and rubbed her lips. On the back of the neck, "My darling is so smart."
Nan Jiaojiao pulled off his clothes, "It's not impossible to explain."
He smiled, knowing that she would not let him go so easily, so he briefly told her about the friendship between the Bo family and the Yi family. .
"Fingertip marriage may be possible. Yi Qinghuan and I are similar in age and were matched by two families. We tried to get in touch at first, but we really didn't like each other."
They are like this As human beings, marriage cannot be decided by oneself.
If Bo Yanqing hadn't grown so powerful over the years that the old man in the capital didn't dare to manipulate him at will, I'm afraid his marriage would have been arranged long ago.
"Isn't it appropriate?" Nan Jiaojiao raised her head and narrowed her eyes leisurely.
“Before I met you, everyone was just making do.”
Nan Jiao chuckled, “It’s especially like Neptune’s speech.”
Bo Yanqing pinched her lightly. waist, thin lips pressed against her ear, half angry and half resentful, "I gave it to you the first time, why should I go to that wave?"
Nan Jiaojiao's eyes widened in shock, then she relaxed. Smile slowly.
This was the first time she heard Bo Yanqing say such vulgar words.
Usually he stays with Yan Chi and others, pretending to be a gentleman, but in fact, he must have heard a lot of Yan Chi's and others' catchphrases and arrogant ways of saying things.
Nan Jiaojiao pushed him and pointed at the door, "If you don't go out, Bo Qingshan will break down the door."
"You need to take care of that little brat!"
< br>Bo Yanqing took Nan Jiaojiao off the sofa and found a thin blanket to cover her legs. Unexpectedly, as soon as she came out of the cloakroom, Nan Jiaojiao had already picked up the same set of pajamas and put them on. Her waist was very big. She looked for it and found that there was no clip, so she simply pulled out the hairpin from her head, poked two holes in her belt, and looped it around a few times to pin it.
Bo Yanqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He couldn't have these pants anymore. The door opened, and two dumplings lying behind the door rolled in.
Bo Yanqing only caught Qianqian and stepped sideways with his long legs. Bo Qingshan rolled in. He even tried to stand firm, but he staggered in with a few big steps. He rushed and finally rolled to Nan Jiaojiao's feet before stopping.
He only saw Nan Jiaojiao's toes, and immediately sat cross-legged, with his elbows on his legs, his face supported on his palms, and he looked up with a smile that he thought was handsome.
“Good evening, my sister Jiaojiao.”
Nan Jiaojiao silently took a step to the side.
"Is there something wrong with you?"
"Oh, it's okay. Grandma asked me to send Sissy over."
Nan Jiaojiao asked: "What's wrong? "
"Sissi usually sleeps with me a lot, aren't you here? She wanted to sleep with you today, but she was embarrassed, so I brought her here."
"Oh."
Nan Jiaojiao glanced at him with disgust, especially when Bo Qingshan fell over and bumped into someone's crotch legs. Her attitude was compassionate and she didn't say anything to hit her. He asked, "Then what are you doing here?"
Bo Qingshan: "..."
Is he redundant?
Nan Jiaojiao walked up to Sissi, with her hands behind her back, her eyebrows slightly squeezed, and she deliberately bent down to create a sense of intimacy, "What your brother said is true, do you want to sleep with me?"
Sissi bit her mouth and nodded.
Nan Jiaojiao pushed even further: "Call me beautiful sister."
"Ahem..." Bo Yanqing corrected, "Call me third aunt."
(End of this chapter) )