Chapter 84 Good Night, Beibei

At this moment, they didn't confront each other, they didn't raise eyebrows, they only had a blessing from the bottom of their hearts.

Bo Yiqian didn't speak, and looked down into the little girl's eyes.

Perhaps it was because of the alcohol that the little girl's eye sockets were clouded with mist.

Both cheeks are flushed, eyes are a little blurred, the whole person is like a delicate flower, every inch is seductive, but when he said this sentence, he was extremely serious.

After only looking at each other, Bo Yiqian's breathing slowed a bit, as if an uncontrollable factor was slowly rising.

"You're drunk, I'll help you to rest." Bo Yiqian moved his eyes away from each other, afraid that he would lose control of himself if he continued to watch.

"I'm not drunk, I have a lot of alcohol, I can drink 20 bottles of this beer!" An Nianbei said solemnly, and pointed his little finger at the empty bottle on the table, as if to prove that he was really good at drinking.

Just when Bo Yiqian almost believed her evil, the soles of her feet felt swollen. If it wasn't for Bo Yiqian's quick hands, eyes, and hands, An Nianbei would almost kneel on the floor.

Looking at Bo Yiqian who was supporting her, An Nianbei also felt that he seemed to have slapped himself in the face, and explained stubbornly: "I usually drink very well, today was an accident, today is because I am so happy, I am so happy... ..."

The little girl kept putting her weight on him, and her small mouth kept babbling happily.

Bo Yiqian knew that it wouldn't make sense to reason with a drunk, so he bent over to hug a princess, and picked up the little girl.

Sudden weightlessness, An Nianbei hugged his neck tightly in fright, and clung to him intimately, for fear of falling.

"Bogou, why do you hug the princess even if you disagree? You will scare me into a heart attack, and the heart attack is to lose money!"

That's great, even when he's drunk, he knows how to call him a dog.

Bo Yiqian hugged her, and strode towards the bedroom.

An Nianbei seemed dissatisfied that he was ignoring him. He reached out to grab his hair, but when he reached the top of his head, he found that he was short-shaven and had hair, but she couldn't grab it.

An Nianbei shifted the battlefield again, and poked Bo Yiqian's forehead fiercely: "Did you hear what I said? You'll lose money for scaring me out of a heart attack! You'll lose money!"

No one dared to move a finger on his head in this life, and the little girl was No.1.

Faced with such an unreasonable trick, Bo Yiqian had no choice but to follow along: "Okay, lose money, pay you as much as you want!"

An Nianbei: "Then I have to calculate how much I will pay for scaring someone out of a heart attack..."

"Losing 10? Or 20?"

While muttering in a low voice, sleepiness hit her, and she yawned loudly.

It so happened that Bo Yiqian also put her on the bed at this time, and as soon as she touched the familiar bed, An Nianbei subconsciously rolled in it, and then the whole person became silent.

Bo Yiqian stood by the bed and watched for a few seconds, making sure that the little girl was asleep, then leaned over and pulled the quilt to wrap her tightly.

After staring at the little girl's sleeping face for a while, Bo Yiqian walked out of the bedroom.

When the person came out, he was about to close the door, but the moment he glanced inside from the corner of his eye, Bo Yiqian started to have a headache again.

The aunt who had already been lying down got up again at some point.

The whole person just sat on the bed in a daze, like a living dead without emotion.

Bo Yiqian's heart tightened: "Did I wake you up?"

An Nianbei shook his head, still maintaining the posture just now.

Bo Yiqian: "Then you want to drink water?"

An Nianbei shook his head again.

Bo Yiqian: "Does that mean you want to go to the bathroom?"

An Nianbei still shook his head.

These three hammers didn't look like a cold fart, which made Bo Yiqian a little helpless, and walked in when he was going to leave the room.

He felt that it was necessary for him to have a good chat with the little girl about life.

As he approached, the little girl's eyes moved along with his body.

When he sat down on the bed, An Nianbei's eyes also fell on him.

Looking at the little girl's watery eyes, Bo Yiqian couldn't say anything seriously, but just touched her face helplessly.

"Then what's the matter? You have to tell me so I can help you~"

When coaxing the little girl, Bo Yiqian always used modal particles, which at first sounds extremely gentle and greasy.

An Nianbei pouted, glanced at the carpet at the door, and then landed on him again: "You have to pay me for a new carpet!"

"Pfft~" Bo Yiqian burst into laughter: "That's it?"

Is it worth it for the little girl to come to collect debts from him without sleeping?
Bo Yiqian really didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and couldn't find words to describe his current mood.

An Nianbei let out a soft 'ang', and then yawned again, his eyes were immediately shrouded in a misty watery light.

Seeing Bo Yiqian's soft and soft appearance, he felt both love and hatred in his heart, so he reached out and touched her face: "Okay, I will compensate you when you wake up tomorrow, okay? Now don't make trouble, just sleep well." .”

An Nianbei nodded, but did not lie down immediately, looking at Bo Yiqian's eyes full of confusion, she always felt that something was missing.

After thinking about it, he didn't expect it, so he lay down again under Bo Yiqian's urging.

Watching the little girl close her eyes again, Bo Yiqian breathed a sigh of relief, pinched the quilt for her as usual, and walked out with lighter steps than before.

When he closed the door again, he found that the little girl got up from the bed again, just sitting on the bed silently and staring at him.

Bo Yiqian was really crushed by her eyes: "Grandma, what are you going to do?"

How did he never find the little girl so difficult to serve before?

An Nianbei's eyes were full of innocence: "I haven't washed yet."

Ten minutes later, Bo Yiqian resigned to his fate and brought the little girl a wet tissue. After wiping her face, he followed her instructions and wiped her with some lotion.

Just when he thought everything was fine and he could finally slip away, An Nianbei opened those big round eyes again and looked at him innocently.

"Bo Yiqian, I want to soak my feet!"

Listen, this high-spirited tone is not polite at all.

This is telling him to do something!

Bo Yiqian has never had the fear of being dominated, but at this moment he has it!

There is a fear of being dominated by my aunt!

But you can't argue with a drunk!What do you think should be done?

In the drunk's expression of "If you don't give me water to soak my feet, I'll cry for you", Bo Yiqian numbly went to fetch water.

Originally, the carpet was still available, but after all this ruin, it is impossible to want it.

Under his meticulous care, the hard-to-serve aunt was finally satisfied, closed her eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

It seems that he is in a good mood, and the corners of his mouth are still raised in his sleep.

Seeing his master finally fell asleep, Bo Yiqian, who was so busy and sweating profusely, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at his aunt's face flushed from sleep, he bent down and kissed gently: "Good night, Beibei."

 Bo Yiqian: Are you ordering me to do something?

  An Nianbei: What's wrong with instructing you to do something?What can you do with me?
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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