Chapter 1933 Holding back and refusing to let go
“Why is he picking me up? It’s not convenient.”
Song Yuan asked tentatively, “Didn’t he often pick you up and drop you off when you were on the set? "
"Oh," Nan Jiaojiao gently put down the legs of the chair. Her sitting posture is still not elegant and ladylike, but she has the leisure and indifference in her bones, and the comfort around her body sets off her dusty temperament, but The hint of a smile between his eyebrows was inexplicably cold, "Anyway, we see him at home every day, so it's okay to see him for a while during the day."
Song Yuan secretly took a deep breath.
This bitch!
Why did she use that casual tone?
If it were any other woman, let alone being loved by Bo Yanqing, she would be happy for a long time even if she could have a direct conversation with her, but she would be totally disdainful!
Song Yuan was jealous in her heart, but she was also curious about how Bo Yanqing got along with Nan Jiaojiao in private. She tried to make excuses, but Nan Jiaojiao insisted on reading the reply.
It's like being sick.
I didn't even get a few words out, but I was very angry.
Song Yuan simply stopped talking and fell asleep on the pillow. She did not set the alarm on purpose. She thought that Nan Jiaojiao would not leave her alone when she was sleeping. here.
Who would have thought that I could vaguely hear someone’s voice next to my ear.
She didn't want to wake up, so her shoulder was pushed, "Yuan Yuan, get up and eat, don't just fall asleep."
Song Yuan opened her eyes impatiently and faced Mrs. Song looked concerned, and she immediately looked around, "Where is Nan Jiaojiao?"
"I'm still here, Miss Song."
Song Yuan glanced at her and frowned. She asked Mrs. Song to help her up. Mrs. Song ordered her servants to set up a small table on the bed. When the food was being placed, Song Yuan raised her hand to stop her.
"Jiaojiao, I don't want to lie on the bed anymore. I want to eat at the coffee table. Could you please carry me over?"
Nan Jiaojiao looked over.
Song Yuan added: "I was thinking that you were the one who carried me onto the stretcher last night. They didn't have the strength." Nan Jiaojiao pretended not to understand the strange sarcasm and responded cheerfully. .
She picked up Song Yuan from the bed. Mrs. Song quickly grabbed a thin blanket and covered her legs, protecting her carefully, and followed her to the sofa.
Nan Jiaojiao just let go, but before she could straighten up, Song Yuan grabbed her wrist and pulled her down.
"Jiaojiao, let's eat together. Mom brought a lot of food."
Nan Jiaojiao refused: "No, I have to leave."
"You want to leave?"
Song Yuan tightened his hold on her hand and pressed her down on the sofa, "You have been taking care of me for a day, and I can't let you take a bite. And-"
She paused deliberately and said meaningfully: "I will continue to trouble you tonight, how can I survive without eating?"
"Nan Jiaojiao? His eyebrows twitched.
"Yes, my mother just brought me food. The place where she lives now is not convenient. She has to go back to the hotel to clean up later. Besides, my dad was called away by some friends in Rongcheng. In the evening She will inevitably drink too much, and my mother has to take care of her, so she won’t have time to take care of me.”
Nan Jiaojiao laughed heartily.
She just mentioned that she wanted to eat the sweet and sour chicken wings made by Bo Yanqing, which made Song Yuan think about it and refused to let her go.
She came to do a show today. Song Yuan also knew that she was doing a show and cooperated. At this time, he couldn't stand it anymore. He probably thought that if he let her go, Nan Jiaojiao would make out with Bo Yanqing. , she was lying in the hospital sulking, why.
"Sorry, it's inconvenient at night. I'll come back tomorrow."
Song Yuan pursed her lips in grievance, "Mom, Jiaojiao, she..."
(End of this chapter)