She took out a small drink from his pocket.

It's the kind of probiotics that children drink.

Bo Yanqing inserted the straw and handed it to her. When she held it, his hand wrapped her hand.

The drink was kept in his pocket and rubbed his temperature.

But Nan Jiaojiao took a few sips and sighed a little more and more: "I wish I had drunk hot milk tea now."

Bo Yanqing pinched her palm, "Isn't satisfied yet?"

Nan Jiaojiao turned her head and looked at him, looking at him with a look that was obviously thick-skinned but had to pretend to be innocent, which made him laugh suddenly.

"It's getting harder and harder to raise."

Nan Jiaojiao approached his arms, "Is it not easy to raise?"

"keep!"

Bo Yanqing called a car. When he was waiting for the car, he hid her in his arms, wrapped her coat, and held her head and tucked it in his heart.

"Good, please help me with a cigarette." He held the cigarette in his mouth and couldn't make a move.

"I won't take a few sips. When you make trouble for me in the evening, where will you get the spirit?"

Seeing him taking a few sips, Nan Jiaojiao became more and more curious. She had never been addicted to smoking and drinking, and she had never smoked a single cigarette after growing up.

Just like what Yan Chi said—

She is really getting more and more aware of him.

Bo Yanqing raised his cell phone and said, "I called a car."

"You have all right."

When she took it off from his mouth again, she suddenly gave it to her mouth.

The key is that he is quite helpful!

After Nan Jiaojiao finished drinking, Bo Yanqing threw away the garbage and did not sit back on the chair. He called a car with his cell phone. He reached into his trouser bag and twisted the hole of the cigarette box to pull out a cigarette. He fired it with one hand, and fired it.

He covered his hand with his hands.

No matter how he said that, Nan Jiaojiao took off the cigarette very well, changed her hands and blew it over, and finally clamped it between the index and middle fingers of her right hand like him. When he was about to smoke, she sent it back to his mouth.

She helped her.

He had no choice but to cancel the order and stood in front of her with his back. His legs bent. Before he could squat down, Nan Jiaojiao had already jumped onto his back...

She blinked, "Just curious."

Bo Yanqing's eyes twitched, and suddenly put her down from her back, held her in front of her and hugged her. Maybe she touched her, snatched the cigarette and killed her directly, and threw her hands into the snow.

Bo Yanqing had a sharp face, "Don't be curious, kid, I can suck it, you won't be sure."

"Carry for a while." She opened her hands at him.

It's true.

Jiaojiao can act coquettishly, and Bo Ye's soul will float.

Nan Jiaojiao nodded, "Just carry it for a while."

Looking back, Nan Jiaojiao stood on the bench, her disgusting little look, and she felt like she could get wet her butt when she sat.

"Are you still smoking?"

"Is it so brave?"

Who doesn't know that he is an old smoker?

Nan Jiaojiao didn't argue with him, and it was rare that she was scolded and didn't talk back.

When she got home, Nan Jiaojiao was too lazy to move, and even Bo Yanqing took her feet to change her slippers.

In the next few days, Nan Jiaojiao was very busy. She participated in several professors' topics and often stayed in the laboratory until very late, or stayed in the library. When Bo Yanqing asked, she said she wanted to do so before this semester.

Complete the senior year courses.

Several professors disagreed. She was the one who tried hard to help and sacrificed her time to take on several topics and research. The school promised that as long as she passed and her grades were outstanding, she was allowed to finish her studies in advance.

Bo Yanqing understood as soon as she heard it, and she was tired of studying again.
Chapter completed!