It can be seen that he is really irritated.
Nan Jiaojiao glanced at him several times. After a while of silence, she boldly asked, "Then why did you dig through the trash can?"
Pei Dongshi: "... …"
"What did you find?"
"Garbage!"
Pei Dongshi couldn't bear it any longer, so he grabbed her arm and threw away the cake plate that she had finished eating. He took her back to Bo Yanqing, threw it to him and said, "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Bo Yanqing: "Have you drunk, have you asked for a driver?"
"Yes, you can play, no need to send one."
Bo Yanqing nodded, "Okay, be careful on the road. "I'm saying you're safe when you get home."
Pei Dongshi responded and walked away.
After confirming that the door was closed, Lu Jinyang's shrunken neck finally straightened up. He finished the cards in his hands in a few seconds, then came over and asked impatiently: "Jiaojiao, what did Brother Pei say?"< br>
“He said garbage can be found in the trash can.”
Lu Jinyang? ? ?
Did she say something that can be attributed to philosophy?
There was no other activity in the second half of the night. Yan Chi was still injured and couldn't drink. No one made a fuss about changing places to drink. After a while, they dispersed.
Bo Yanqing also drank. He planned to call a driver, but Nan Jiaojiao volunteered to drive.
He didn't stop her. He put away the phone and pulled her into the driver's seat. He then got into the passenger seat and buckled her seat belt.
Nan Jiaojiao’s driving skills are very good. Xu Tingting’s drag racing is just child’s play in Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes. However, cars cannot be driven as sports cars. She is also afraid of making Bo Yanqing vomit, so she behaves well. Increase the speed of the car and slowly drive back to Fengsheng.
Bo Yanqing was not completely drunk. He would keep himself awake at any time. When he was taking a shower, several shadows flashed back and forth at the door. Someone was wandering at the door. He curled his lips and pointed out the people in the bathroom. The heating lamp was turned on. Before even a minute was up, Nan Jiaojiao opened the door and poked her head in, "Are you done washing?"
Bo Yanqing looked sideways at her, "Baby, what do you think?"
"I planned to go to the bedroom to wash, but there was no hot water after a long time. How about I just wash here?"
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Bo Yanqing chuckled, "Okay, should you wash standing up or lie down in the bathtub?"
"Just don't get into the bathtub, otherwise you will have to waste time cleaning."
Nan Jiaojiao hugged her clothes and found a place to put them. She had already changed into her nightgown before coming in. She took it off and hung it up. Then she walked to him with a serious face. Adjust the angle of the shower head.
Bo Yanqing lowered his eyes slightly, and he could see the smile that couldn't be suppressed at the corners of his mouth and eyes. Perhaps it was the heat that made his voice dim and mute, "Would you like to wash your hair today?"
Nan Jiaojiao touched the roots of her hair, "Did you wash it?"
"Okay, I'll do it."
Bo Yanqing turned up the shower head, which was higher than him, and sprinkled it down The water fell on Nan Jiaojiao like a shower of rain.
She was about to complain that it was unfair to the little man when Bo Yanqing suddenly picked her up, untied her ponytail, and put the hair rope on his wrist.
He picked her up and slowly moved her position so that her hair was wet but only a small amount of water splashed on her face.
The man's powerful arms supported her, and his other hand supported her back. His broad palm completely wrapped her shoulders. He raised his head and kissed her from time to time.
Nan Jiaojiao felt dizzy from being kissed. She was so tall that she could feel the heat from the lights above her head, so that her body temperature kept rising. (End of this chapter)