Chapter 1233 Stay with dad for a while
“Are you awake?”
Nan Jiaojiao rarely sees him drunk. He has a good drinking capacity, but Bo Yanqing rarely puts his drunkenness on Her face was rustling when she spoke, and her eyes narrowed slightly, which meant she was really drunk.
“How much did you drink?”
Bo Yanqing raised the bottle and gave her a look.
"One thing, it's okay."
"Come."
He stretched out his hand to hold his hand, and Nan Jiaojiao put her hand in his hand and asked him to lead him to his side. He hooked it with his toes. The futon came over, placed next to her, and asked her to sit on it, "Stay with dad for a while."
It was okay if he didn't say this, but when he said this, Nan Jiaojiao became a little reserved.
She covered her mouth with her hands and leaned towards him. Bo Yanqing lowered his shoulders subconsciously to listen to what she said.
"I'm stupid and don't know how to speak. If something inappropriate comes out of my mouth again, my father will be unhappy."
Bo Yanqing raised his eyebrows and glanced at Bo Mu's black and white photo. "Dad, please shout louder, he will definitely like to hear it."
Nan Jiaojiao subconsciously pursed her lips.
It's either that I can't shout, or the word "Dad" comes to my lips. I feel like I have a numbness in my mouth, and I am ashamed to open my mouth.
After all, she had never felt fatherly love from Ye Congwen, and she had always been vague about the role of "dad".
"I, I'm shy."
Bo Yanqing pinched her face, "Then sit down for a while."
Nan Jiaojiao asked him to find a topic, "Then you've been sitting here for so long. "What did you say?"
Bo Yanqing pursed his lips first, raised his eyebrows, and lowered his eyebrows, but his eyes were looking at the hand intertwined with hers. He held the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly. Come on, "You didn't say anything."
"You didn't say a word?" "Yes, not a word."
Bo Yan said in a hoarse voice: "Dad and I don't even get together for one week every year. We don't usually talk on the phone. We have nothing in common and nothing to talk about."
Nan Jiaojiao listened. I felt very uncomfortable.
She thought for a moment and said, "Wait a minute." She pulled her fingers out from between his fingers, climbed up and went to the sofa. When she was rummaging around, she subconsciously used her right hand, and it hurt. Hissed.
Bo Yanqing was about to come over immediately, but he ignored that he had been sitting for too long, suddenly he stood up suddenly, pulled the tendons in his legs, and fell back.
Nan Jiaojiao didn't pay attention to him. After finding what she was looking for, she sat back next to him.
Bo Yanqing immediately held her elbow and nervously checked the wound, "Where does it hurt?"
Nan Jiaojiao's face was still excited. When he asked, she Suddenly she felt guilty, "It doesn't hurt, I'm just right-handed, I'll pay attention to it from now on."
Bo Yanqing looked through the gauze, and there was no bleeding anywhere, so he slapped her finger, " Senior Brother You won't let you use your right hand. If you don't listen, try to fool around with me again. I'll find a piece of gauze to hang your hand on your neck. "
That's so ugly.
She wouldn't.
Nan Jiaojiao didn't answer his question and put two marriage certificates into his hands, "I'm going to get this. You don't know what to say. If you put this in front of dad, he will definitely Happy."
Bo Yanqing scolded her lightly and didn't care about her changing the subject.
He took the marriage certificate and placed it under the black and white photo of the dusk. He seemed to have said a few words, but his voice was too soft and Nan Jiaojiao did not hear it clearly.
She didn't dare to make trouble in front of her elders, so she didn't go over to eavesdrop.
He had long sensed that Bo Yanqing was in something wrong, and even though she interrupted him, his expression didn't improve much.
(End of this chapter)