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< br >Chapter 3744 < br >Yao Jing waited in the room for a while without waiting for the news of Qiao Bolin, thinking that he was asleep, so she put down her phone and turned over to sleep. < br >one night, Yao Meng slept very well. < br >awakened by the sound of wild geese in the morning, Yao Jing opened her eyes and it was already dawn. < br >got up to wash and change clothes, and sent a message to Qiao Bolin, "are you up yet?" < br >while waiting for the news, she went downstairs, growling hungry, and went to the kitchen first. < br >as soon as I entered the kitchen, I first smelled a strong fragrance, and then I saw the man who was sleeping leaning against the chair. < br >Qiao Bolin was still wearing yesterday's clothes, leaning his forehead askew on the chair, his eyes closed, and the steaming heat in the soup pot beside him. < br >the sun fell on his three-dimensional facial features through the edge of the window, spreading a touch of gold on the bridge of his eyebrow and nose, making his face more beautiful and noble. < br >Yao Jing bent over and leaned over, glowing in her eyes and gently kissing him on the lips. < br >Qiao Bolin's long drooping eyelashes trembled. As soon as Yao Jing was about to withdraw, she was hooked to her waist by a man and hugged in her arms. < br >Yao Jing smiled brightly, "are you faking it?" < br >Qiao Bolin smiled wearily and lazily between his eyebrows. "I was asleep, but I heard you as soon as you came." < br >Yao Jing frowned, "Why are you sleeping here?" < br >Qiao Bolin glanced at the soup pot on the fire and said, "make soup for you." < br >Yao Jing slowly opened her eyes wide and said, "stayed up all night?" < br >Qiao Bolin nodded gently. < br >Yao Jing rolled her eyes and asked, "did Grandpa make you suffer?" < br >Qiao Bolin shook his head, his voice hoarse and magnetic. "I volunteered." < br >how could Yao Jing not understand? she was angry and distressed, "have you been up all night?" < br >(adsbygoogle = indo.adsbygoogle | | []) .ush ({}); < br >"sleep occasionally." Qiao Bolin put his palm against her waist. "it's all right, even if I don't sleep all night." < br >"I'm going to find Grandpa!" Yao Jing jumped off his leg and angrily tried to find Ruan Lao. < br >Qiao Bolin grabbed her by the wrist and said, "Don't go!" < br >"is it fun to torture people deliberately?" Yao Jing kept a straight face. < br >"this is Grandpa's test for me!" Said Qiao Bolin. < br >"what kind of test is to satisfy his mind of troubling people!" < br >when Qiao Bolin saw Yao Jing feeling sorry for himself, he got up and hugged her. "whatever it is, I am willing to do it." < br >Yao Jing was distressed and moved for a moment. She looked at the soup pot next to her and suddenly had an idea. She whispered to Qiao Bolin, "my grandfather should feed his birds in the backyard at this time. You go out quietly and wait for me in the car!" < br >Qiao Bolin raised his eyebrow, "what are you doing?" < br >"never mind, just listen to me!" Yao Jing pushed Qiao Bolin and said, "go quickly!" < br >Qiao Bolin looked at her suspiciously, looking at her with a slight smile. < br >Yao Jing urged, "go!" < br >then Qiao Bolin turned and walked out. < br >Yao Jing put a bowl of soup on the table, then hurried upstairs, packed all her belongings into a suitcase and pulled them out of the yard. < br >found Qiao Bolin, threw his suitcase into his car, closed the door and smiled slyly, "Let's go!" < br >Qiao Bolin looked at her suitcase. "what is this for?" < br >"take it out for you!" Yao Jing snorted. < br >* < br >when Ruan called Yao Jing, Yao Jing was taking Qiao Bolin to have a nice breakfast in the breakfast room, holding her cell phone and deliberately asking, "what's up, Grandpa?" < br >< br/ >< br >

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