Chapter 1101 I'm in a hurry to marry you
Bo Yanqing laughed angrily at her, "Eat, the food from the old house, all the snacks you brought back for you, eat them tomorrow at the latest, and they won't be eaten until evening I’ll throw it away for you when I finish eating.”
“Don’t.”
Nan Jiaojiao wanted to get closer and act coquettishly, but her round body made her stomach feel like she was moving. Overwhelmed, she just lay there, holding his little finger and shaking it gently, "I can finish eating."
Bo Yanqing pointed to her hand, "Let go."
Nan Jiaojiao really let go of her hand.
He got up and left.
Nan Jiaojiao hummed unhappily, "As expected, I won't cherish it anymore, man, haha."
Bo Yanqing poured a cup of hot water, put it in her hand, and held it next to her He sat down and put his arms on the back of the sofa above her head. "What are you mumbling? Please speak louder and I will listen."
"I am lucky to have you!"
He changed his tune quite quickly.
Bo Yanqing propped up his temples and turned his body sideways, almost hugging her. He crossed his legs and tapped lightly on his legs with his other hand.
Nan Jiaojiao drank half the glass of water but couldn't hold it anymore, so she handed the glass to him.
Bo Yanqing drank the remaining half of the cup, put the cup away, and then moved his waist forward towards her.
There was a fist distance between the two of them, but Bo Yanqing lowered his head and could easily rub her nose.
He stared at her mouth and said hoarsely: "Take one more."
Nan Jiaojiao raised her head slightly and kissed him.
Peck lightly and then separate.
She was a little distracted. Bo Yanqing pressed the palm of her hand. When they separated, their breath was a little unstable.
Nan Jiaojiao had wet eyes and asked him, "Can I sleep directly?"
"Huh?"
She adjusted her sitting position and turned over in his arms, "I'm afraid of vomiting on the bed." "Huh..."
Bo Yan cleared it up Zi burst out laughing, burying his head in her shoulder and laughing for a while, then suddenly warned: "Be careful with your hands, otherwise I may not be able to speak so easily."
Nan Jiaojiao was so frightened that she let go. The hand holding the back of his head wiped a handful on his ears.
Bo Yanqing raised her head, grabbed her hand, pulled it towards him, and put it on his lap. His fingers got into her palm. Nan Jiaojiao held it habitually, and quietly squeezed her hand with his fingers. .
But she didn't notice the man staring at her, as if he was drunk.
“Think about it and marry me.”
“Huh?”
Nan Jiao raised her head and asked, “Didn’t you just talk about it during the day?”< br>
Bo Yanqing tapped her forehead with his finger, "I said I would marry you in front of your family. Do you really think I told a lie?"
"Then, that, then you..."
< br>Nan Jiaojiao touched his forehead, "You don't have a fever. Why do you hate getting married when you are only middle-aged?"
"Shouldn't I be anxious at my age?"
" "Really think about it, think about it," Bo Yanqing took her hand back and kissed her, "You have to get married even if you don't want to marry. If the gifts I mentioned during the day are not enough, I will give you more."
Nan Jiaojiao immediately covered his mouth, her hands shaking with fear.
With an empty mind, he said something that would make him feel like a scumbag for the rest of his life: "I'm still young."
"Not young anymore."
Bo Yanqing wanted to remind her She is young, but she is afraid of being impatient and has finally managed to heighten the atmosphere to this point. This girl is stupid. If she is offended and suddenly wakes up, there will be nothing to talk about.
“Are you really in a hurry?”
Bo Yanqing didn't speak for a while. He covered Nan Jiaojiao and looked up and down. His eyes became more and more understanding, as if he had been drinking, and there was a hint of drunkenness in his voice, "I am in a hurry to marry you."
(End of this chapter)