Chapter 74 Third Uncle, do you like Sister Jiaojiao?

"There's no toilet in your room?"

"Yes," Bo Qingshan straightened up, "but I can't pee next to Sister Jiaojiao."

Bo Yanqing's eyebrows twitched.

He stopped staring for a while and started to call her sister affectionately.

"You're a little brat, why are you so pretentious in front of her?" Bo Yanqing sneered.

The child was not convinced anymore, "No matter how young I am, I am still a man. Besides, I am the only one who is coy in front of Sister Jiaojiao. Third uncle, aren't you also coquettish in the same way?"

Oops! You told the truth.

Bo Qingshan glanced at Bo Yanqing's biceps, took a desperate step back, and looked at him with narrowed fox eyes, "Don't think I can't tell, third uncle, you like Sister Jiaojiao, right?"

Bo Yanqing glanced at him, "I know you still call her sister?"

"She asked me to scream, so I screamed. Have you ever heard of the saying, Third Uncle, that young people don't know how old they are, so they mistake the uncle for a treasure?"

Even though the third uncle was full of hormones, and the muscles and arms exposed outside his vest were well-shaped, they were still too scary, especially the abdominal muscles, which were like bricks. They were not like him. Although his arms and legs were thin, he was short and lean.

They say all concentrated products are essence.

"What a mess."

Bo Yanqing picked him up by the back of his neck and lifted him up like a kitten. Bo Qingshan was so panicked that he quickly covered his precious head and shouted: "You can lift me, but be careful not to touch my hair!"

He turned around, cracked his big white teeth, and smiled, "This is the hair that Sister Jiaojiao gave me."

Bo Yanqing frowned so hard that he could pinch a fly to death. He walked up the two steps one at a time and quickly descended to the second floor.

When he arrived at the bedroom door, Bo Qingshan stopped barking.

When Bo Yanqing pushed the door open, Bo Qingshan swung his legs vigorously, jumped out of his hands, and swooped into the door.

The door slammed shut.

During the brief opening and closing of the door, Bo Yanqing only caught a glimpse of Nan Jiaojiao. She was sitting sideways, with her knees touching her knees, looking down at a book. Her hair on the side facing the door was hooked behind her ears, revealing her graceful curves.

The hair on the other side of her ear hangs down, and the straight hair blocks some light, and the tip of her straight nose seems to be decorated with light.

Breathtakingly beautiful.

"Sister Jiaojiao."

Bo Qingshan walked up to him and pointed with a smile, "The book has been taken down."

Nan Jiaojiao threw the book on the table and picked up the mobile phone that was buckled aside. The character in the game happened to be resurrected. She changed her equipment and rushed directly to the high ground.

He raised his legs and rested them on the edge of the table, his eyebrows were furrowed, and he was slightly irritated. He looked like a boss he couldn't afford to mess with. There was no trace of the peaceful life he had just been doing.

Bo Qingshan blinked his eyes with all-seeing eyes, "Sister Jiaojiao, is the book good?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Nan Jiao gave him a stern look, "Can't I just pretend sometimes?"

Bo Qingshan was almost burned by the fire hidden in her eyes. He instinctively moved back, then swished closer and said, "Uncle San sent me down. Did you hear us talking?"

"No." She didn't even bother to raise her head.

"Third uncle said..."

Nan Jiaojiao raised her hand and pricked his acupuncture point. A white light flashed out of the corner of Bo Qingshan's eyes, and suddenly he was speechless. He opened his mouth and said "Ahhh" for a long time, and his little face turned white with shock.

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Jiang Xiangyue came in carrying something, took off her coat and handed it to the servant as if giving it away, then glanced upstairs impatiently, "Is Yan Qing at home?"
Chapter completed!