When someone wakes up, the first thing he says is to tease her.

A look of cruelty flashed across Nan Jiaojiao's eyes.

He punched him on the helmet and knocked him unconscious.

Nan Jiaojiao found his mobile phone without changing her expression, dialed 120, told him the location, waved her hand and left.

By the time we got home, it was already dark.

She originally planned to go to the guest bedroom to take a shower and then quietly lie back in Bo Yanqing's arms. When she passed by the master bedroom, there was a faint light coming from the crack of the half-open door.

Did she turn on the light when she left?

Opening the door, the bedside heating lamp was turned on, and the light and shadow spread out, falling on the man sitting on the bed.

The quilt was covering his waist, with a cigarette between his fingertips. When he heard the door open, Bo Yanqing had just taken a puff of cigarette, with half of the cigarette hanging on his thin lips. He squinted and looked over.

"Back?"

Nan Jiaojiao took a deep breath and stood still at the door. She dug her fingers into the door frame and said in a low voice, "I smell, I'll go wash it off first."

Bo Yanqing waved to her, "Come here."

Nan Jiaojiao hesitated for a while, then took off her hat and threw it aside, and walked towards him.

Lifting one foot, before his knees fell on the bed, Bo Yanqing put out the cigarette, stretched out his long arm, hooked her shoulders and pulled her into his arms.

He put the tip of his nose against the top of her hair and sniffed it gently.

"The smell of gunpowder?"

She nodded, "Yes, I went to the dock and burned Shen Shichu's goods."

A flash of surprise flashed across Bo Yanqing's eyes.

The cute little girl can not only fight, but also burn other people's goods.

What kind of little monster did he provoke?

Nan Jiaojiao didn't hear what he said and stepped back consciously, "Are you angry?"

Bo Yanqing hooked her chin and asked her to look up. The face in front of her was pure and fair, without any stains.

"Hasn't it been discovered?"

"No, I was far away and Shen Shichu couldn't find me."

"Why did you burn his goods?" he asked again.

Nan Jiaojiao looked at him strangely, "Didn't he make you angry? I'll help you vent your anger."

What she said in the hospital was actually true.

A senior student was so capable that he burned an entire ship's cargo single-handedly and escaped unscathed under Shen Shichu's nose.

However, Bo Yanqing did not ask further and seemed not to care about her identity. Nan Jiaojiao did not continue.

She stepped back again and slipped out of his arms.

"I'm going to take a shower."

She did not go to the guest bedroom, but washed herself in the bathroom of the master bedroom. As she walked, she took off her jacket, revealing a black vest underneath, with a thin layer of sweat on the vest line.

Bo Yanqing's dark eyes deepened, he lifted the quilt and followed inside.

Nan Jiaojiao stood under the shower head, with her hair loose, water pouring down from her head, and a warm embrace hugging her behind her.

She turned around and took the first look at Bo Yanqing's trousers. He only had one pair of trousers and had no need to change. Nan Jiaojiao pushed him out of the water for his own good.

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, Bo Yanqing came close to her again, wrapped his arms around her waist familiarly, and held her feet off the ground.

The man asked hoarsely: "I just took a few puffs of cigarette, do you mind?"

Nan Jiaojiao raised her head, kissed him on the lips, and asked, "What should I do if your pants are wet?"

"Hanchuan will deliver it to me later."

She nodded, wrapped her legs around his waist, and climbed up a little, making it easier to hold his head and kiss him.

Bo Yanqing took a few steps, closed the bathroom door, and turned off the lights. The thin light coming in from the window and door made the atmosphere and eroticism more sticky and... hot.
Chapter completed!