No. 1881 Mr. Bo

Mr. An also laughed: "I heard from the housekeeper that my grandson knew that there was no one in your Bo family, so he asked him to send midnight snacks. It was funny this morning. He was a little unhappy to see that your little tiger was not there."

Mr. Bo tilted his head and lit a cigarette. No matter what he did, he seemed to always have an uneasy aura: "That's fine. There are a lot of things recently. I feel relieved that she is with you."

Mr. An was also a person who rarely knew what the other party was doing, so he asked: "So you didn't go back to the castle?"

"Ah." Mr. Bo flicked the ash with his slender fingers and suddenly laughed: "I didn't go back because I enjoy the living environment of eating gigolos. Of course, Mr. An would not understand, after all, my wife is too capable."

Mr. An really had enough of making such a close friend.

He was not ashamed of eating gigolos but proud of it.

Speaking of which, he had not been active for a long time.

Recently it started again.

It seems that the outside world is not peaceful again.

Otherwise he would not live in such a place.

It should be out of protection for his family.

After all, he is no longer the loner king.

This man is obviously a legend who can shake up many industries.

But he was raised as a little puppy at home.

No, that's not right.

It should be said that the only person who would treat him as a little puppy is Jiu's mother.

Mr. Bo understood what Mr. An meant by that look, but he didn't care. He left a sentence: "I will pick up my little Jiu tomorrow."

Then he disappeared in the vast night.

But even if he stood under the street light.

He could see the reflection of the second floor.

The two little people were not close to each other, but they were on the same bed.

Mr. Bo chuckled. It was really rare for his little Jiu to like someone so much.

But the kid from the Qin family was quite capable.

He knew how to read stories to make children happy.

He had never told his little Jiu a fairy tale.

Mr. Bo reached out and flicked the cigarette butt into the trash can in the yard.

When he raised his eyes again, he found that the lights at home were on, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Prepare to walk around outside for two more laps to get rid of the cigarette smell before going in.

First, he had to make himself smell less bloody.

Mr. Bo had long legs, and when he moved in the night, he was like an ancient night walker, landing silently.

Soon, he changed into a set of clothes in the basement.

When he reappeared in the living room, he was wearing a pure white T-shirt and home cotton pants, and a pair of glasses on his face.

This kind of dress made him look like a college student.

His temperament was outstanding and clear.

In addition, this person was too good at acting like a spoiled child.

That's right, he was acting like a spoiled child.

Because the moment he appeared.

He changed his expression to one that was not awake yet, stretched out his hand, and hugged the back of Qianqian, who was wearing a professional suit skirt and taking medicine in front of the Liulitai, from behind, and put his chin on the other's shoulder so naturally, sniffing the pleasant fragrance, and lazily dragged out the tone: "Why did you come back so late today? Jiu Ye and I have no food to eat."

The back was hugged by him, and her face was a little red.

They have been married for so long.

But for some reason, it is still the same as when I first met this person.

Probably because the other person is three years younger than me.

So, once they get close, she always feels numb all over and takes advantage of the other person.

Especially when she faces that handsome and clear profile, this feeling is always even stronger...

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