Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 73

The third master is at home

We agreed not to contact each other, but there were some complications and it was really hard to stop contacting me.

On Saturday, as soon as Nan Jiaojiao came downstairs, Pei Dongshi blocked the door of the community, took her to the Bo family's old house and left.

She didn't want to go in, but she thought that Bo Qingshan's illness was really difficult and required long-term treatment. The child was innocent.

"Miss Nan."

The housekeeper came out and smiled kindly at her: "Third Master asked me to take you in."

Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows and subconsciously looked upstairs, but she had never even been to Bo Yanqing's bedroom and didn't know which window it was.

"Mr. Bo is at home?"

"Yes, the third master rarely comes back here. He is probably worried about the young master's condition."

This is probably the only reason.

As soon as he arrived in the living room, Bo Qingshan stood up quickly and looked at the person who came in with piercing eyes, "Beautiful sister!"

Nan Jiaojiao was so excited by his powerful voice like reciting poetry that she almost turned around and left.

She reluctantly twitched her lips and said, "I'm recovering well and my voice is strong."

"It's all thanks to my beautiful sister!"

Nan Jiaojiao Quan took it as a compliment and accepted it with peace of mind, "Ang."

Bo Qingshan stood neatly, wearing a small suit, and his hair was combed back as much as Bo Yanqing did, but with a little too much force. His head was shiny and could generate electricity.

"I'll prepare drinks and snacks. Young Master, you can bring the beautiful sister up by yourself."

The housekeeper smiled and looked at Nan Jiaojiao twice before leaving.

Seeing this, Nan Jiaojiao was a little restless, and suddenly she felt a little embarrassed by the title "Beautiful Sister".

"We will meet often in the future. If you don't mind, please call me Sister Jiaojiao."

"Sister Jiaojiao!" Bo Qingshan said politely.

Nan Jiaojiao coughed lightly, "Let's go to your room."

Bo Qingshan walked in front, Nan Jiaojiao behind. After going upstairs, he glanced around casually and did not see Bo Yanqing's figure.

She wanted to ask, but Bo Qingshan lay down directly on the bed, and the white pillow was darkened by his hair oil.

Nan Jiaojiao's hands trembled. She really couldn't handle such an oily substance, so she reminded her tactfully: "Go and change clothes and wash your hair."

"What's wrong? Is this bad for me?"

Bo Qingshan mumbled and sat up, "I think this is what Third Uncle usually wears."

"you……"

Nan Jiaojiao rolled her eyes up and down, and reminded tactfully: "You are not as good-looking as him."

Bo Qingshan's face fell, "Sister Jiaojiao, if I don't take you like this, how much harm will it do to my young glass heart!"

Nan Jiaojiao was afraid of being rubbed by his hair oil, so she kicked her feet on the edge of the bed, and the chair with wheels moved back a lot.

She raised her hand and pointed toward the bathroom: "Go."

Bo Qingshan jumped out of bed, and it didn't take him long to dress up. He specially wore very cartoony and cute clothes. Since he couldn't beat Uncle San with the same style, he had to come up with his own style. He couldn't beat Uncle San.

Uncle can pull off his old face to compare with his cuteness.

Oh, Nan Jiaojiao blew his hair, which made him particularly satisfied.

Nan Jiaojiao used the needles and after pricking the acupuncture points, she took out her mobile phone to play games.

Bo Qingshan watched for a long time, couldn't hold back and peeed, then ran out and went to the guest bedroom on the third floor to finish the matter. When he came out, he happened to meet Bo Yanqing coming out of the boxing room.

"Why are you here?" Bo Yanqing asked.

"I need to pee."

Bo Qingshan took a look and saw that Bo Yanqing was wearing a black vest and sports trousers. His whole body was covered in sweat after exercise. Even his hair was dripping with water. It crossed his strong and handsome face. Every line seemed to have been carefully carved by God.

Pass.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next