Chapter 1309 I’m carrying it around
Who said it was him who said it.
Maybe I would blame him for coveting her beauty too much and deliberately lying to keep her at home.
“Go.”
Nan Jiaojiao kicked her and said angrily: “You have the same idea as your senior brother!”
Bo Yanqing grabbed her feet, "Why don't you go?"
Nan Jiaojiao couldn't bear that he was trying to test her even though he knew he understood, so she glared at him angrily and stopped talking. .
He chuckled and said: "If you really have nothing to do, then go. The company is your own, so you don't have to worry about the management. Having more contact with those designers will also inspire you. You really don't want to If you do, just hang out and come home when it's not fun."
Bo Yanqing pinched her ankle and said in a lower voice: "I'll hold it."
Nan Jiaojiao's lips. The bite hurt, and she knew that this male vixen would not miss any opportunity to seduce her!
She stretched out her hands and pouted: "A hug."
Bo Yanqing slowly raised her eyebrows, "Where are you going to hug me?"
Her eyes slowly slid to the corners of her eyes and looked. A glance at the bedroom.
Bo Yanqing picked her up, lifted her up, and raised his head so that his forehead could just touch her chin.
“Have you thought about it?”
Nan Jiaojiao's face turned red, "No."
"Then I'll take a shower, you go to bed first."
Nan Jiaojiao hugged his neck and lifted her hand up. , he had to look up again, "I want to!"
Bo Yanqing chuckled, deliberately holding her down, holding her back with his arms, and changing her position to a horizontal hug.
He could have put her directly into the bed, but he stepped on the edge of the bed with one foot, put her on his lap, and covered her body without pressing down, making it easier for him to touch her ears. Talking while talking:
"Be good, take it off yourself."
"I..." Nan Jiaojiao felt her breathing was short for some reason, "I took it off, and there was nothing under the skirt..."
"Heh... "The low smile in Bo Yanqing's mouth seemed to come out of his mouth, hoarse and heart-stirring like a feather, "Mine"
"Oh..."
Her hands were as panicked as a horse in grass, and she fumbled for a long time before she found the first button, but she couldn't unbutton it for a long time. Bo Yanqing didn't have the patience to pull it off.
Buttons fell apart.
When Nan Jiaojiao was put into the pillow, she was so distressed that she cried: "It's worth millions of dollars, and you tore it again!"
Bo Yanqing held her head and gave it to her. He held him back, lowered his head and kissed him, "If you talk to me any more, I won't tolerate you anymore."
Nan Jiaojiao hugged him excitedly, "Then don't spoil me."
Bo Yanqing raised his body and glanced at her. He seemed drunk between the corners of his eyes and brows. He looked down at people, and his dark eyes seemed to be dimmed by a thin layer of cold light. Nothing else could fit into his eyes, only looking at them. Looking at her alone, the cold fog in front of her eyes dispersed little by little, as soft as the scenery and the moon.
……
Nan Jiaojiao didn’t drive, she went there by subway.
I came here yesterday, and I am familiar with the design department.
Jing Chuwen happened to be there. When he saw her, he greeted her and led her to the conference room.
When Nan Jiaojiao entered, the girl with black-rimmed eyes from yesterday was already there.
Jing Chuwen asked them to wait here and went to work.
The girl stood solemnly with her hands in front of her, "Hello, my name is Yueyu. I have graduated for a year. I have interned in other companies before. From now on... we will be colleagues. ”
It’s a social fear.
Nan Jiaojiao's favorability towards her skyrocketed, and she felt like she had found someone of the same kind, "Hello, my name is Nan Jiaojiao."
(End of this chapter)