Little Bastard, I won't stop for a while

Bo Yanqing heard the sound of water and immediately pushed open the door. He saw Nan Jiaojiao leaning against the edge of the bathtub, her bun scattering and half of her hair was wet.

He carried Nan Jiaojiao out, wiped it clean, and took it out, and took away the pajamas from the cabinet.

"If I don't call you, you will have to hold your breath in the water before you wake up?" Bo Yanqing was scared and complained in his voice.

Nan Jiaojiao didn't hear what he said clearly and nodded in a daze.

He was so angry that he hit her forehead with a finger, "Damn it!"

"hand."

Bo Yanqing put on her clothes and asked her to raise her hand. Nan Jiaojiao raised her symbolically. He grabbed her hand and stuffed it into her sleeve, then buttoned it one by one.

When I was about to wear pajamas, Nan Jiaojiao took a rough look at the size, "I can't wear it."

Bo Yanqing stretched his pants, put them on her waist and gestured, and tickled, "Why are you so small?"

Nan Jiaojiao jumped onto him, "Can I be a little smaller, do you believe it?"

"oh?"

The man raised his eyebrows lightly, hugged her and slowly retreated, step by step, deliberately slowing down his movements until he retreated to the wall. His back was against the wall, he looked up at Nan Jiaojiao's pretty face, and the corners of his lips slowly stretched, "I don't believe it."

Nan Jiaojiao knew that he was thinking wrong when she saw his expression.

She bent down and kissed him on the lips. When she felt that he wanted to respond, she looked up and leaned towards his ear and whispered: "I'm talking about age. If I'm a little younger, I'll pester you to tell me bedtime stories."

“There is no bedtime story.”

Bo Yanqing hugged her and threw it up. Nan Jiaojiao's body shook passively, and her erratic gaze slowly shook on his face.

Four eyes are opposite.

Bo Yanqing's eyes were particularly seductive, and his voice was as hoarse as if he was placing a guzzling sound, "Isn't it too sleepy?"

Nan Jiaojiao chuckled, "Can you hold on for a while."

This is equivalent to acquiescence.

Bo Yanqing was not rational enough. He carried her down, let her sit on the back of the sofa, bent down to kiss her.

They were lingering, and their lips touched each other and then separated, and then met again.

Nan Jiaojiao's eyes were vaguely approaching the black shadow, and she couldn't see his face clearly. She just felt that those eyes could suck her in at any time.

"Uncle San!"

The door was knocked violently, and Bo Qingshan deliberately raised his high voice squeezed in from under the crack of the door, "Uncle San, are you inside?"

Nan Jiaojiao instantly pulled out of the warmth given by Bo Yanqing, held the man's face, and stuttered: "The green mountains are outside."

"No, you heard it wrong."

Bo Yanqing pushed her hand away, eliminated the resistance she was controlling, and became closer again.

"Uncle San, I know you are inside. Don't think that I will leave without making a sound. Open the door!"

Bo Yanqing frowned.

"Uncle San, Xixi is with me, she wants to find Sister Jiaojiao."

The man looked at the two shadows under the crack in the door with a gloomy look.

Nan Jiaojiao raised her head and avoided, "Did you hear it this time?"

Bo Yanqing's face was so heavy that he could pinch out the water.

He hugged Nan Jiaojiao back, put his thin lips against her neck, exhaled quietly, and cursed with a smile: "Little bastard, I won't stop for a while!"

Nan Jiaojiao was itchy with his breath and patted him on the shoulder, "The door is almost smashed. If you pretend you are not here, Bo Qingshan is about to break in."

"He dares!"

Bo Yanqing whispered in a low voice: "A moment, I will slowly."

Nan Jiaojiao is not a fool. She could feel Bo Yanqing's changes. She stopped at this time, which killed him.
Chapter completed!