Chapter 1967 Still not stopping when sleepy
Put her in the back seat and Bo Yanqing drives. The half-hour drive actually took more than an hour without traffic jams.
The snack box from Shengyue Mansion hangs on the doorknob.
It is estimated that Chu Yao and Mo Tingshen were back a long time ago. No one answered the knock on the door. They guessed that they hadn't returned home yet and didn't make a call. They just hung up their things and left.
Bo Yanqing pressed the code to open the door, hooked her fingers around the snack box, and took her in.
She didn't make any fuss, but she didn't move either. From changing her shoes to taking a bath and then being put into bed, Bo Yanqing took care of her. Even after she lay down, she refused to let him go. He stood by the bed to catch his breath and wrapped his hand around her. She grabbed his shirt, pulled it off, and pulled the hem out of his trousers. Not satisfied with just grabbing the clothes, she closed her eyes and grabbed a few times, trying to grab his hand.
Being slapped on the back by Bo Yanqing.
"Be honest, don't stop when you're sleepy."
He pressed her hand on the quilt. Nan Jiao snorted, turned over and faced him with the back of her head.
Bo Yanqing raised his eyebrows, his stingy nature was engraved in his bones.
He took a look at the water splashed on his body. How could he go to bed without changing his clothes? He didn't touch a drop of wine, but he had a lot of alcohol on her body.
“Wait, I’m going to take a bath.”
Nan Jiao didn’t even hum, but her ears twitched.
Bo Yanqing acted like a lunatic, performing a one-man show and enjoying it. He went into the cloakroom to get his pajamas. The light in the bedroom was the one through the door. He went to the second bedroom to wash up and came back after washing. He held her to sleep.
Worried that Nan Jiaojiao would have a headache when she woke up the next day after being hungover, Bo Yanqing stayed here to make breakfast for her.
The bedroom door was ajar and she was not called. She smelled the smell and came out, jumping up and down without any trouble. She walked around the kitchen and then went back to the bedroom to wash up.
Bo Yanqing ordered the dishes from Yuyuan. When Nan Jiaojiao changed into home clothes and came out, the dishes also arrived. He put them out one by one, filled the seafood porridge and placed it in front of Nan Jiaojiao. He raised his hand and placed it on She rubbed her forehead and said, "You really don't have a headache anymore?"
"It doesn't hurt, I'm feeling very well." "You have a special physique."
< br>Nan Jiaojiao smacked her lips, "Maybe it's because I'm young and have a good metabolism."
"..." Bo Yanqing withdrew one hand, "Shut up."
"Oh."
"..."
The doorbell rang. Bo Yanqing went to open the door and saw He deliberately blocked the people outside the door after Chu Yao came in, "There's not enough food."
Mo Ting gave a cold voice, "It's okay, I can survive just by spreading some rice. The main thing is to enjoy the atmosphere." .”
Bo Yanqing really disliked some people who were not discerning, but he just stopped them symbolically. After all, Mo Tingshen had more food, so he could not offend the chef if he offended anyone.
Thinking about it, Bo Yanqing felt that he was too open-minded. After thinking about it again, he felt that there was no need to be so generous. He took two bowls and gave a bowl of porridge to Chu Yao. The empty bowl was placed on Mo In front of Ting Shen.
Mo Tingshen didn't care about him and served the porridge himself. As soon as he picked up the chopsticks, Bo Yanqing put the two best dishes in front of the girl. The untouched cold bamboo shoots were placed in front of Mo Tingshen, pretending He must be very generous, "It's a rare time to come here, so you're welcome. Just treat it like your own home and eat more."
Mo Ting smiled deeply, "It's bitter bamboo shoots again. You guessed that I'm coming. Every time He always used bitter bamboo shoots to disgust me."
Bo Yanqing sat down and kicked him under the table.
Mo Ting couldn't hold it in any longer, he let out an exaggerated "ouch", turned around and complained to Nan Jiaojiao, and at the end deliberately made a pretext, "Jiaojiao, do you know the story of this bitter bamboo shoot?"
( End of chapter)