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

Mr. Bo turned his head and lit a cigarette. No matter what he did, he seemed to always have an unstable aura on his body: "That's fine, there are a lot of things happening recently, and I'm relieved to be with you."

Old Master An rarely knew what the other party was doing, so he spoke, "So you didn't go back to the castle?"

"Ah." Mr. Bo's slender fingers flashed the ashes and suddenly smiled: "I don't go back because I enjoy the living environment of a soft meal. Of course, Mr. An would not understand, after all, my wife is too capable."

Mr. An is really enough to have such a year-old friend.

I don’t feel ashamed of eating soft food but proud.

Speaking of which, he has been out of activity for a long time.

It started again recently.

It seems that it is not peaceful outside again.

Otherwise he wouldn't live in such a place.

It should be out of protection for family members.

After all, he is no longer the loner king he used to be.

This man is obviously a legend that can shake many industries.

But he was raised as a little puppy at home.

No, not right.

It should be said that the only one who treats him as a little puppy is Jiu's mother.

Mr. Bo understood what Mr. An’s eyes meant, but he didn’t care, and left a sentence: “I’ll pick up my Xiaojiu Master tomorrow.”

It disappeared into the vast night.

But even standing under the street lights.

He could also see the reflection on the second floor.

The two villains were not close to each other, but were on the same bed.

Mr. Bo chuckled, it was really rare to see who his Xiaojiu liked so much.

But the boy from the Qin family is quite capable.

I know how to read stories to make children happy.

He had never told his Xiaojiu Master a fairy tale.

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

When I raised my eyes again, I found that the lights at home were on, and the corners of my mouth were curled.

I plan to walk outside for two more times to dissipate the smell of smoke before entering.

First of all, he had to make himself smell less bloody.

Mr. Thunder has long legs. When he moves in the night, he is like an ancient night walker, landing silently.

Soon, he changed his clothes in the basement.

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

This dress makes him look like a college student.

The temperament is stunning and clear.

In addition, this person is so good at acting cute.

That's right, it's acting cute.

Because at the moment he appeared.

He changed his expression that he had not yet woken up, reached out and hugged Qianqian's back wearing a professional suit skirt and rinsed the medicine in front of the displaced table. He said that his chin was naturally placed on each other's shoulders, smelling the pleasant fragrance, and lazily stretched the tone: "Why did you come back so late today? Neither Jiu and I had no food to eat."

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

It's been so long since I got married.

But I don’t know why, but it’s the same as when I first met this person.

Probably because the other party is three years younger than him.

Therefore, once she gets intimate, she will always feel numb all over and take advantage of the other person.
Chapter completed!