Chapter 2043 Self-Respect
“Third Brother!”
Song Yuan was too anxious and blurted out.
The two people looked towards her, Song Yuan only stared at Bo Yanqing, trying to ignore the man's hand on Nan Jiao's waist, which was very ambiguous and teasing.
She wheeled the wheelchair over and forced a smile, "I was thirsty, so I went out to look for water and heard a noise over here. It turned out to be you."
Bo Yan asked quietly: "You haven't slept yet?"
Song Yuan pursed her lips, a little shy, "Not yet. I'm used to living here with grandma, but I miss my parents too much... ..."
"Buy a plane ticket for you and go back early?"
Bo Yanqing forced all the pretentiousness behind her back.
What kind of ticket should I buy?
He really can't hear it?
"There's no need to be so anxious. My leg injury hasn't recovered yet. My parents wanted to take me away before, but my injury made it difficult for me to get on the plane."
Bo Yan responded calmly.
He didn't bring up the topic. Song Yuan only felt embarrassed. But she was already here. They were so close and they exchanged a few words. However, Bo Yanqing still leaned down and held Nan Jiaojiao in front of her. The angle of being wrapped in his arms never changed.
It was as if he was talking to her, but someone came suddenly. He said a few perfunctory words, and then all he saw was Nan Jiaojiao.
"What kind of food do you want to eat, except spicy ones? It's so spicy in the middle of the night that it burns your heart."
Nan Jiaojiao pouted, "But I just want to eat spicy food."
Bo Yanqing knocked. He put his finger on her forehead and said, "I told you it was not spicy. Did you do it on purpose?"
"It's not delicious if it's not spicy!"
"Then I won't cook it and go back to the room to sleep."
Bo Yanqing tried to pick her up, but Nan Jiaojiao quickly held his arm to push her down. She calmed down and discussed, "Then one spoonful...half a spoonful? A little bit of chili pepper, you have to add a few drops of chili oil, otherwise I can't eat the clear soup."
"Ha." Bo Yanqing laughed. There was a sound of water boiling in the kitchen. He took Nan Jiaojiao off the dining table and put a soft cushion on the chair. He put her on it, lowered his head and kissed her face, "Wait, I'll cook it for you."
When he turned around, Nan Jiaojiao deliberately She reached out towards his waist and wanted to pinch her, but without turning her head, he turned his hand back and caught her hand, squeezed it and threw it away.
“Third brother!”
Song Yuan stopped him again, "Didn't I tell you tonight? Do I have anything to say?"
Bo Yanqing glanced at her sideways, "If you have anything to say, you can talk to me later. I've boiled the water." .”
“Ah?”
What water?
Song Yuan didn’t quite understand.
Bo Yanqing had already entered the kitchen. Out of curiosity, she moved forward and saw him boiling water and noodles himself.
And Nan Jiaojiao was sitting on the dining table, looking like she was taking it for granted. Song Yuan was angry at the sight of her.
"Miss Nan, are you always so disrespectful?"
Nan Jiaojiao felt confused, "Why do you respect yourself?"
"Self-respect!" Song Yuan He deliberately lowered his voice and stared at her coldly, feeling more and more that this woman didn't care if she was uneducated, but she was still making fun of her.
Nan Jiaojiao was funny, "Who am I to respect myself?"
"Of course..."
Song Yuan almost said it, but she reacted suddenly and bit her lip in time to understand the next words. Swallowed it back.
Nan Jiaojiao sweetly made her meaning clear: "It's Bo Yanqing, right? He's almost my husband. Why should I respect ourselves? Are we sick?"
Song Yuan gritted her teeth in jealousy, "You haven't even gotten married yet, and you just put this kind of title on your lips. It lowers your own style and lowers the face of the third brother!"
(End of this chapter)