Chapter 583 How much do you want to have some face?
Nan Jiaojiao took out a lollipop from nowhere.
Sissi rebelled on the spot, "Beautiful, sister."
"Yeah~"
Nan Jiaojiao hugged Sissi over and gave her candy. Holding it in his hand, he subconsciously handed it to Bo Yanqing, "Uncle, uncle, Tangtang, peel it open."
Bo Yan leaned leisurely against the door frame, raised his eyebrows and smiled softly, "Little girl, I bought you with a piece of candy. It's too late to call me uncle now."
Nan Jiaojiao blocked it, "No, you can't eat candy after brushing your teeth. Put it under your pillow later and eat it after breakfast tomorrow morning."
Sissi didn't hesitate, she took back her little hand and grabbed the lollipop. Gotta be tight.
A clever little girl who knows how to find a backer.
Bo Yanqing didn't argue with her, but looked at the other person in the room, and said politely: "Why doesn't the extra one come out?"
Bo Qingshan was so angry that he walked to the door reluctantly. Before he could say good night, he was pulled out by Bo Yanqing.
The back of his neck was tightened, and the man easily carried him to the next room. After releasing his hand, he knocked on the top of his head, "How old are you? You are so clingy. Don't disturb your sister Jiaojiao at night anymore." ."
Bo Qingshan held his head and shouted at him in dissatisfaction, "Then why are you going in?"
"My room, I can't go in?"
Sometimes Bo Qingshan really feels that his third uncle is quite shameless, but he doesn't feel comfortable saying it outright. After all, he has seniority and he doesn't resist beatings.
"Third uncle," Bo Qingshan quietly moved out, to a safe area where he could run away, and then he mumbled out the words stuck in his throat: "How much do you want to save face!"
The words trailed off. Sound, the person has run away without a trace.
Bo Yanqing curled his lips and glanced at the bedroom next door. His door was not closed tightly and was left ajar. I don’t know who I am hinting at.
The lights at night were not turned off until twelve o'clock, but Nan Jiaojiao did not come over.
Upstairs, Zhou Zining's room.
Aunt Chen was supposed to take Sissy to bed tonight, but Bo Qingshan took her away. She followed him uneasily for a while, and saw that the young master just took Sissy to Bo Yanqing and Nan Jiaojiao. , turned around and walked away silently.
I thought I should tell Zhou Zining about this, so I knocked on the door, but I didn’t want Zhou Zining to actually open the door, so the knock on the door was very soft. It would be better if Zhou Zining fell asleep.
"Come in." A gloomy voice came from the door.
Aunt Chen's hands shook, and she pinched her palms hard before pushing the door open and going in. "Fourth Young Mistress, Miss Qianqian was raped by the young master...Fourth Young Mistress!"
Aunt Chen's expression suddenly changed, and she walked in quickly, but stopped in a hurry. She was so panicked when she saw the horrifying scene in front of her.
"Fourth, Fourth Young Mistress, your hands..."
Zhou Zining held nail clippers in her hand and was cutting her nails, but her fingertips were bloody and bloody, and blood dripped from her smooth face. It flowed from the thighs to the knees, and then dripped down the calves into the carpet.
She was sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing only a rose-colored suspender nightgown. Her legs were crossed together, and she was sitting sideways. Her upper body was pressed down, and her hands were resting on the upper leg. .
Looking up, he saw a pale face, but the light clearly illuminated the red blood streaks in the whites of his eyes, like a ghost with red lips, ready to kill at any time.
"What's wrong?" When she opened her mouth, her voice was mute.
It’s not a cry, or a sore throat after smoking, but a low, low, like moss clinging to wet stones, with a vague gloom and moisture.
(End of this chapter)