?
280 This little ancestor is really asking for my life
Su also raised one of his eyebrows,”Yingluo.”
Bo Yunli leaned against the car window, one hand supporting his forehead while the other rubbed su ye’s extremely tender little hand. He had an expression that said he was all ears.”You can also use food to describe me.”
Su ye,”shua shua shua shua.”
f𝐫𝑒𝗲𝙬𝒆𝚋𝐧૦𝘃𝗲l.c𝚘𝘮
Why did he feel so cheap?
She furrowed her brows. It was really troublesome to have a boyfriend who was 30 years younger than her.
After some thought, she lifted her eyes again and sized up Bo Yunli.
The earth root was yellow, short, and round back then, so it was most suitable to be called little potato.
As for Bo Yunli,
Tall and thin, long Kasaya
Cucumber? Celery? Big Green onion?
The color didn’t seem right.
He was usually cold and exuded a chilly aura.
While su was thinking hard, Bo Yunli was slowly rubbing his head.| He played with her hand.
From the exquisite round bone protruding from the wrist, it slowly slid to the joint of the ring finger.
She massaged her fingertips and rubbed them gently.
This hand felt so good that it could take his life.
His pair of eyes gradually darkened, and he couldn’t see the bottom. He looked at su ye and was about to lean over when he saw su ye’s good-looking eyes light up.”I got it!”
Bo Yunli straightened his body without a sound and licked his lower lip.”Eh? What is it?”
His eyes were full of emotions as he locked his gaze on su ye’s tender lips. He watched as the corners of her lips curled up, and she spat out two words very clearly.”Popsicle (son).”
Bo Yunli,”Huahua.”
It wasn’t an overstatement to say that this nickname had instantly frozen his fluctuating emotions.
He gave people the nickname ‘little potato’.
f𝙧ee𝘄𝐞𝚋𝐧૦ѵeƖ.c𝘰𝓶
He was nicknamed popsicle?
He instantly thought of two words. What the hell was an old popsicle and an old Bachelor playing together?
He let go of su ye’s hand, his face cold.”It’s getting late, you should get out of the car.”
Su also snorted and gave him a side glance. He even said that he was not a popsicle.
She pushed the car door open and just as her front foot stepped out, Bo Yunli’s expression was tense again. He couldn’t help but nag, ” button up. It’s windy outside.
Su also deliberately angered him. Not only did she not button up her coat, but she also took it off to her shoulders, as if she was wearing a shawl. She turned around and stuck out her tongue at him, then ran into the night wind.
Bo Yunli was so angry that he laughed.
I f * cking ran ran
He watched the young lady enter the SU family’s house and disappear at the door. A few minutes later, the light in the young lady’s bedroom lit up. Bo Yunli was just about to turn the steering wheel to leave when his phone screen suddenly lit up.
He held the steering wheel with one hand and took out his phone with the other.
It was a WeChat message.
His ancestor said,”drive carefully when you get back, little snow Cake.”
Little snow Cake
Snow-white cakes and popsicles sounded the same, but they seemed to be completely different.
Bo Yunli looked at the screen in silence for two seconds, suppressing the corners of his lips that could not help but curve up.
This little ancestor was really asking for it.
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The Zhang family.
After Bai Yuqiao had settled Bai jingxu down, she passed by the room with the patriarch’s portrait on it and stared at it gloomily.
He couldn’t even tell the difference between the Grandmaster and su. His father was really too muddled.
However, as she looked on, her eyebrows suddenly twitched.
She had never thought about it in the past, but now that she looked at the portrait, she really did look a little like su.
After a long while, Bai Yuqiao pursed her lips and looked away. She lowered her head and laughed at herself.
How was that possible?
She was really confused by her anger. It must be just a resemblance. Maybe all the femme fatale in the world looked the same.
