Heart Stealer Young Master Bo - Chapter 1073

When Bo Juan’s white and tender face bulged slightly.

He grabbed the corner of his clothes with his little hand, nestled in Shi Qinglan’s arms, and licked his soft body coquettishly, “Mummy…”

He called softly, as if showing weakness.

“Forget it.” Shi Qinglan frowned, “I’m afraid these two little demons don’t want a nanny to take care of them, otherwise I ask my parents over there and see if I can help with them during the day.”

“Yeah.” Bo Yucheng responded with a deep voice.

He pursed his lips lightly, “But Youzhi should also need mom to help with it. May I ask Grandpa?”

“Also.” Shi Qinglan nodded gently.

Bo Yucheng immediately called Bo Chengru. The old man was naturally willing to do this kind of thing. It happened that he was really bored at home. He was of course very happy to stay with his precious grandchildren every day, even if he was ready to come.

“You two naughty eggs.”

Shi Qinglan pinched Bo Zhuanshi’s nose, “Is the nanny bullying you? I have to drive them away.”

Bo Juanshi gently pouted his small mouth and shook his head.

Bo Siqing also looked at them innocently, and shook his head coldly, “No, deliberately.”

She really didn’t know that the toy was so powerful…

I didn’t want to scare people when I played a ghost before. I saw Mommy cutting something, and it seemed to be ready to wear, just as beautiful as her little skirt.

So she took the scalpel from the time of her husband, cut the sheets and put them on her body, but she was afraid of being discovered by her parents during the day, so she could only play at night, who knew that the nanny was so unintimidated.

And the time I almost blew up the kitchen…

She saw Mommy give Dad a better way to make chicken soup. It was so fragrant and fragrant. It felt so fun, so she tried it.

She just…just tried it casually.

“Isn’t you allowed to hear this again in the future?” Shi Qinglan looked at them seriously, “Mummy remembers that this gun was hidden in the bedroom. It’s not right to take it out.”

“I was wrong.” Bo Zhuan nodded obediently.

Bo Siqing’s eyelashes trembled lightly, and he responded, “Oh.”

Shi Qinglan rubbed the head of Bo Zhuan Shi in his arms, and then put her down, “Have you not had lunch yet?”

Hearing this, Bo Zhuan looked down at Xiaodu Chi.

He lightly licked the flap of his lower lip, “No cha… Want cha, Fanfan, Mommy, do it.”

Bo Siqing’s cold eyes also lit up a little.

Shi Qinglan’s craftsmanship must also be recognized by the two little guys. Sometimes they two make mistakes. After being taught, they only need a meal to coax them back. Then the brothers and sisters are happy again. Play a temper with the two of them.

“I’ll do it.” Shi Qinglan stood up immediately.

She raised her eyes to look at Bo Yucheng, “Look at it, don’t let these two guys make any more moths.”

“Yeah.” Bo Yucheng’s scarlet lips twitched gently.

He embraced Shi Qinglan’s waist, then lowered his head and gently pecked her lips, “Garlic and white flesh.”

“I know.” Shi Qinglan glanced at him angrily.

After pushing away the man, he hurried downstairs.

Bo Zhuanshi and Bo Siqing both lifted their eyelids quietly, turning their eyes steadily, looking at Dadbi secretly.

“Papa, and… just mommy, mouth.”

Bo Ju Shi whispered, he gently pulled the corner of his sister’s clothes, “Daddy, Mommy, what are you doing?”

They always see dad eat mommy’s mouth.

Bo Siqing blinked his eyes and licked his little mouth. He didn’t taste any taste. “It will… change color.”

Just after Mommy’s mouth was eaten by her dad, her face turned red again. Mommy’s mouth and **** had a mechanism on her mouth and her ass, and her face would change color when she touched her.

“Huh?” Bo Juanshi tilted his head without understanding.

However, when the brother and sister were muttering, a shadow suddenly pressed over.

After Shi Qinglan left the bedroom, Bo Yucheng’s smile immediately converged, and he walked steadily in front of the two little guys, making the two small bodies straightened up suddenly and suddenly.

“Dad, dad ratio.” Bo Zhuanshi’s eyes were dazed.

Bo Yucheng glanced at him with a low eye, and rubbed his head, “Ajuan first go play by himself, Dadbi has a few words to say to your sister alone, obedient.”

“Oh good.” Bo Zhuanshi nodded obediently.

He immediately slid off the bed, dropped his short legs steadily to the ground, and then ran out.

Bo Siqing lowered his head and casually played with his fingers.

Suddenly, feeling the bed next to him collapsed, Bo Yucheng sat next to her, the little guy glanced at him with some guilty conscience, and pulled the corner of his clothes without speaking.

“Sisi.” Bo Yucheng sounded in a low voice.

He looked sideways at a small group of Bo Siqing, “Brother and Mommy are not there, you and Dad are honest, did you take this gun out of the bedroom, eh?”

Bo Yucheng took out the pistol from his waist.

Bo Siqing’s eyebrows made waves slightly, she secretly glanced at the gun from the corner of her light, reaching out to get it…

But Bo Yucheng’s big palm wrapped the pistol.

He moved his hand to his side and hid it back to his waist. “You shot the gun, right?”

Thin white and tender cheeks are bulging.

She raised her eyes to look at Bo Yucheng, her clear eyes were a little timid, and the child couldn’t hide her thoughts.

Bo Siqing nodded lightly, “…I.”

She didn’t lie, she confessed very obediently, and stretched out her soft hand to hold Bo Yucheng’s fingers.

“Wrong wrong.” She looked up at Bo Yucheng timidly.

Although Bo Siqian was born cold, but in front of Dad, he was a little bit perplexed after all, and his soft appearance was unbearable.

Bo Yucheng sighed helplessly, he raised his hand and rubbed his baby girl’s head, “Like it?”

“Yeah.” Bo Siqing nodded seriously.

She let go of Bo Yucheng’s finger and gestured as hard as she could with her small hand, trying to express her meaning as much as possible, “It’s fun… can, can… can sauce…”

She signaled that the pistol could be taken apart.

But she didn’t know how to express it concretely. She hadn’t learned how to say the verb to tear down.

Bo Yucheng quickly understood what she meant. He took out the pistol and took him apart again. The original complete pistol became a pile of small precision parts.

“Yeah.” Bo Siqing nodded excitedly.

It is rare for her to show obvious emotions, but when facing a pistol, her excitement is obviously exceptionally high.

Bo Yucheng handed her the dismantled parts, and Bo Siqing immediately climbed over, sat cross-legged on the bed playing with those parts, and picked up a bullet and shook it, “Excuse me, what… , There is nothing.”

She wanted to say that when this thing was wiped over, the babysitter’s hair was gone.