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Chapter 441 Hurried Over

Chapter 441 Hurry up

The new tutor is a female college student who speaks softly and has a clear teaching idea.

Bo Qingshan is so unsitant that he listens to the class quietly.

Nan Jiaojiao didn't go in to disturb her and left quietly.

After sitting downstairs for a while, the old lady and Xixi came back together.

Nan Jiaojiao teased Qianqian and chatted with the old lady. The two young and old continued to look through the album, and said they wanted to give her one.

Nan Jiaojiao has been choosing for a long time. After a long time, she went to Wu's mother to make arrangements. When she came to invite them, Nan Jiaojiao picked one and took it out.

"Just this one."

The old lady glanced at it and seemed to be smiling.

The photo of the crotch pants.

Nan Jiaojiao coughed lightly, "Mr. Bo was quite cute when he was a child, and it is worth collecting."

She didn't seem to realize that her reaction was a little bit overwhelming.

As a veteran, Old Lady Bo also did not point out her when a girl was in her youth.

Halfway through dinner, a car drove in outside. The headlights shone on the window, and the cold light that contrasted passed by Nan Jiaojiao's eyes.

She turned her head to look and heard footsteps coming in outside, and there seemed to be no sound of the car door closing.

The two lights in front are still on.

Bo Yanqing walked in under the cold light all over the floor and saw her at first glance.

Nan Jiaojiao stood up, "Isn't there a social engagement? Is it cancelled?"

Bo Yanqing stared at her for a moment, and there was no expression on her usual handsome face. She just relaxed her cold eyebrows while looking at each other.

Old Mrs. Bo asked Ma Wu to add a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

Bo Yanqing came over, sat down next to Nan Jiaojiao, and answered her words just now, "Cancel."

Nan Jiaojiao took the dishes and picked up a few dishes into his bowl, "We just ate them not long ago, you caught up."

The old lady glared at him, "It's not that she can't come back, she didn't cook your meal, why are you running over here? I can hide Jiaojiao, a living person!"

Bo Yanqing said, "I'm quite afraid, come and guard me. If you think I'm not leaving."

The old lady rolled her eyes.

I have never disliked Bo Yan Qingguo so much, so I didn't even bother to say something to him. The breath I held back all rushed to Bo Qingshan, "Why are you secretly having fun? I'll take the exam tomorrow. I dare not fail a hundred more. Come back to serve you!"

Bo Qingshan's hands shook.

"Grandma, where is the family law?"

Could it be that the house in the capital was sealed in the ancestral hall like a ruler?

Old Mrs. Bo's face remained unchanged, "Teaching the table of multiplication of eight calculations and nine nines."

Bo Qingshan: "..."

Are you a devil?

He quietly buried his head in the bowl, not daring to speak or laugh, and even careful when he was in and out of breath, for fear that something was wrong would become someone's punching bag again.

Fortunately, the meal was quite harmonious.

Nan Jiaojiao had just finished wiping her mouth and was about to carry Qianxi over to feed her. Bo Yanqing suddenly said, "Jiaojiao, go to my room to get me a coat."

Nan Jiaojiao glanced at him. When he came in just now, he noticed that the suit seemed to be in autumn, the shirt inside was not very thick, the striped vest and tie were tied very neatly, but this outfit was still a bit cooler.

It's like rushing over from a heated place.

“Which piece is needed?”

Bo Yanqing said: "Whatever you want, you choose."

"good."

Nan Jiaojiao stood up and walked upstairs.

When I went to Bo Yanqing's bedroom, the clothes in the cloakroom were sorted and placed in winter on one or two cabinets on the left.

Nan Jiaojiao took a long black windbreaker and hung the hanger back to its original position. There was a sudden sound of opening and closing the door behind her.
Chapter completed!
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