It became popular after opening business with the former captain [entertainment circle]

On a winter night, a noble blue Maserati pierced the dark night sky and drove smoothly among the busy traffic.

"Look at the road, don't look at me." Jiang Yi reminded helplessly for the nth time when the scorching gaze from his side was thrown at him again.

"No, I just want to see you." Bo Yan stared at him for a few more seconds, then turned his head to look directly at the road ahead, with a somewhat annoyed tone, "Guan Hang should have followed and drove."

Jiang Yi glanced at the sharp-edged side face, and couldn't help but sneak out with a charming smile, "Uncle, you just... miss me so much?"

"What do you think?" The red|naked eyes seemed to have turned into substance, hotly licking|licking every inch of skin on the little face, "Little heartless, only uncle misses you, right?"

Jiang Yi's ears felt hot from his sight, and she bit her lower lip, "Then you step aside and stop."

Bo Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, stepped on the brake as he said, and the car slowly stopped on the side of the road.

When he stopped, he turned his head and continued to stare at the person.

To be honest, he can occasionally understand the excessive remarks of fans on the Internet, such as "I really want to tie Jiang Yi at home, and I will be satisfied just watching it every day". Who wouldn't want to do this?

The difference is that fans can only say hello, but he can really do it.

Under this fatal gaze, Jiang Yi unbuttoned the seat belt on his body, leaned over and kissed the man's chin, and then answered his question in a low voice: "No, I miss my uncle too..."

These lovely words undoubtedly added fuel to the flames, but Bo Yan was still trying to endure, "Is that what my baby thinks? It's so perfunctory."

The kitty blinked her eyelashes, and her soft and moist lips pressed against her again.

But this time he was not so lucky and could easily escape.

The big palm like iron pliers grasped the fragile nape of the neck, and the man quickly turned his back on him, biting his slightly parted lower lip, and pried open the neatly arranged glutinous rice teeth with the tip of his tongue, grabbing the sweet body fluid even deeper.

A long, sweet kiss full of longing.

During the intermission, Bo Yan simply moved the seat back and ordered in a low voice: "Baby, sit up."

"Well..." Jiang Yi was so dazed by his kiss, she crawled on his lap subconsciously and obediently, she looked so obedient.

Although the little cat is slim, the space in the driver's seat is really small. After sitting on his lap, the two of them stick together tightly, especially when they rub against each other inadvertently, a big sleeping guy quietly wakes up

Jiang Yi was frightened again, and immediately regretted wanting to go down, but was pinched by the man's waist and fixed, and he raised his face and kissed fiercely.

He went limp all over again.

Among all the kissing positions, he likes this position the most, and Bo Yan seems to know this very well, always holding him up to kiss.

The long intimacy, until the hot hands unknowingly dig into the sweater and...

"No, no." Jiang Yi panted in shock and pushed away the man who was so sexy and bewitched by Gu Qianhuo, "Go back first."

on the car?he really will die

Bo Yan let out a "hiss", rubbed the greasy soft meat again, then let go of his hand, and settled the score with him in a hoarse voice, "I owe it again, in the car."

Jiang Yi returned to the co-pilot and refuted him while arranging his clothes, "I don't owe you anything."

Xiao Xi's voice was extremely soft, and the sweet ending was still floating.

"Be careful, you have to experience the fun of the car." Bo Yan looked at him with a rippling smile, "It will be addictive."

"Say it as if you've experienced it before?" Jiang Yi couldn't help but roll his eyes, and suddenly frowned again, "What did you say? You won't..."

For so many years, his time and energy have been vented on endless practice, and his need for that aspect has faded to almost nothing.But Bo Yan is different, he is always like a wolf like a tiger every time, but I can't let him enjoy himself every time.

Then how do men solve their strong needs when he is not around?

Bo Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, "What are you thinking, little boy?"

Seeing the serious face of the little cat, he immediately put away the joke, and replied solemnly: "In the eyes of outsiders, Mr. Bo is a serious abstinence department. You have to believe it, my dear. I can't help it only when I face you." .”

"Then..." Jiang Yi was somewhat skeptical, "How, how do you solve that?"

"What do you think?" Bo Yan smiled again, took his hand and put it on her body, "Of course I watch your video, listen to your voice, and be self-sufficient."

Jiang Yi suddenly remembered that during the time when the two were separated, sometimes when they made a phone call, there would indeed be some strange panting sounds from the other side

Bo Yan leaned over, "If you don't believe me, you will check it yourself when you get home?"

"" The melon seeds in the little head were so hot that they were about to smoke, Jiang Yi withdrew his hand forcefully, "Stop talking, hurry home!"

Maybe it was hit by the word "go home", the man's expression suddenly became gentle, "Okay, let's go home."

The car drove directly into the garage, and Bo Yan got out of the car first, opened the passenger's door, bent down and hugged the kitten out.

"Don't hug me, I can walk by myself" the kitten muttered, but his body was very honest, and his arms wrapped around his arms obediently.

"Uncle loves you, good boy." Bo Yan put the man on his chest, and walked out steadily.

He is wearing a black cashmere coat today, with a soft white sweater under it. Ginger is buried on his chest, rubbing against the fluffy material, feeling warm all over, and even feeling a little sleepy. .

It’s so good, the feeling of being missed, expected, watched and held in my arms, I really like it

The door of the villa was ajar, and Bo Yan kicked open the door not too gently, "Guan Hang?"

But the moment he entered the door, he immediately sensed something was wrong.

Sure enough, in the next second, Guan Hang's extremely nervous voice rang out, "Old, boss, the old man is here to see you!"

Yingting's brows and eyes were pressed down suddenly, and Bo Yan looked at the source of the sound. The person sitting on the sofa was not the old man of the Bo family.

And standing behind the old man is his most annoying cousin - Bo Shengming.

"Hmm..." The kitten snorted in a daze, and slowly opened its beautiful eyes, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Bo Yan tightened his hands, comforted him in a low voice, and then continued to walk in as if nothing had happened, "Grandpa, why are you here?"

The old man tapped his cane lightly, his voice was vicissitudes and thick, "Why, I can't come?"

This back and forth was only two short sentences, but it exploded in Jiang Yi's ears like a thunderstorm, completely blowing away his drowsiness.

He jumped out of Bo Yan's arms in a jerk, his mind went blank, and his good manners made him subconsciously bow and say hello, "Grandpa."

This incomparably natural and smooth "grandpa" stunned the other people present.

Bo Yan was the first to react, and he couldn't help but burst out laughing, obviously pleased, "Good boy, I know I'm called Grandpa."

Jiang Yi was stunned after calling out, but when he teased her like this, her ears immediately became hot, her white and tender cheeks were flushed, and her small eyes fell on the ground in bewilderment.

Guan Hang: ...Is this a mediation in front of the old man?

"Ahem..." Old Man Bo cleared his throat, and his voice was calm and pretentious, "Are you Jiang Yi?"

Bo Yan interrupted, "Yes, grandpa."

"Did I ask you?" Old Man Bo gave him a cold look, then raised his crutch and pointed at him, "If I don't come today, are you planning to see me for the last time and send me away?"

"Grandpa, why do you think so?" Bo Yan was surprised first, then sincere, and vowed: "I plan to go back to see you in two days, and bring Jiang Yi with me."

Bo Chengming was tired from standing, and put his arms on the back of the sofa to fan the flames, "I don't think it's reliable, second brother, tomorrow after tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows——"

"Shut up." Bo Yan frowned, "What's the matter with you?"

The old man sneered, "Are you afraid that your brother will say that you can do it?"

"Grandpa, haven't I been busy with filming lately?" Bo Yan choked for a moment, and became submissive again, "Jiang Yi also just came back from running the schedule, and you came just as soon as I picked up someone."

As soon as these words came out, the old man's attention returned to Jiang Yi.

He has a tall and straight figure, a handsome face, and a clean temperament. What is rare is that he has a sense of innocence. He looks like a child who has not experienced much in the world.

"Grandpa—Grandpa Bo." Jiang Yi has calmed down a lot now, and looked up at the grey-haired but hale and hearty old man, "I'm Jiang Yi, I'm sorry for meeting you for the first time."

The two looked at each other.

One pair of eyes is clear and bright, and the other pair is calm and deep, like a pool of deep water that has accumulated years and wisdom.

A few seconds later, Mr. Bo nodded imperceptibly, "You guys just came back? Have you had dinner yet?"

Bo Yan rushed to answer again, "I haven't eaten, Grandpa."

"Why don't you cook quickly if you haven't eaten?" The old man scolded angrily, "Wait for my old man to cook for you?"

"Yes yes yes! Do it right away!" Bo Yan responded repeatedly, and casually pulled the kid standing aside like a young poplar, not forgetting to talk nonsense, "Grandpa, your temper is getting worse and worse, it's not good for your health .”

"Go away!" The old man cursed again, and stood up on crutches after cursing, "Go and cook alone, Jiang Yi, come to the study with grandpa to have a chat."

The footsteps of the two froze at the same time, and Bo Yan unconsciously tightened the big hand holding the snow-white wrist.

"It's okay, you go first." Jiang Yi pulled back her wrist and softly comforted him, "I'll find you later."

The man stared at him still with a trace of hesitation.

The old man Bo in front of the sofa had already turned around and walked towards the study room. Jiang Yi squeezed his slightly stiff fingers and showed a sweet smile, "Don't worry, I will make Grandpa like me."

In fact, based on his heart, he doesn't like dealing with people, but the other party is Bo Yan's grandfather, the only family member who has protected him for so many years.

He knew that Bo Yan must hope that old man Bo would recognize them, so he would work hard to make grandpa like him.

"Of course, of course I believe you." Bo Yan was dazed, squeezed him back slightly, and replied with a smile in a very low voice: "In this world, no one will dislike you, my dear. "

Jiang Yi let go, turned around and followed Mr. Bo's pace.

Just as he walked to Bo Shengming's side, he was suddenly stopped.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Bo Shengming." With a smile on his face, Bo Shengming tossed his hair in a thoughtful way, "I also followed "National Idol", and I'm your little fan, you look better in person than in the camera. "

"Thank you." Jiang Yi glanced at him lightly, thanked him politely, and continued to move forward without stopping.

Bo Shengming: ...

This seems a bit different from what he imagined?

Just when he was about to follow, there was a suppressed roar from behind, "Bo Shengming, get the fuck out of here and help me!"

About four or ten minutes later, a table of home-cooked food was served on the table.

No one knew what Mr. Bo and Jiang Yi talked about in the study. During this period, Bo Yan tried to send Guan Hang to eavesdrop, but he returned in vain.

But at least one thing is certain is that during the conversation, both of them were very peaceful.

"Little Yi, come, sit next to Grandpa." Mr. Bo took the main seat, pointed to the seat beside him, and greeted Jiang Yi affectionately.

In such a short while, the title changed from "Jiang Yi" to "Xiao Yi".

Jiang Yi responded calmly, "Okay, Grandpa."

Bo Yan looked at him, the corners of his lips couldn't stop rising, no matter how serious he was, he couldn't help smiling from the corners of his eyes and brows.

"What are you laughing at? Sit down and eat!" When the old man saw his expression, he was furious and quickly changed his face.

Bo Shengming responded, "That's right! Second brother, you should really look in the mirror and see the lewdness on your face now—"

Bo Yan put away his smile for a second, "Shut up and eat yours! If you don't eat it, get out!"

Jiang Yi quietly lowered her eyelashes, hiding the laughter in her eyes, and thought to herself that the face-changing technique of the Bo family is in the same line.

There were five people at a table, sitting sparsely for dinner, occasionally chatting a few words about family affairs, except for the two brothers of the Bo family making trouble for each other, the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

After eating, the old man sat on the sofa drinking tea, while Bo Shengming and Guan Hang were washing dishes in the kitchen. Bo Yan found the right timing and pushed the kitten to the corner.

"Why..." Jiang Yi leaned against his chest, hiding from him with a blushing face, "Don't make trouble, grandpa is still here."

"Don't make trouble, just let me kiss you..." Bo Yan rubbed against him shamelessly, "Grandpa won't be able to leave for a while, I want to kiss you..."

"Boom..." Before he kissed, there was a dull knock on the ground behind him, and Mr. Bo roared angrily: "What are you doing, brat? Xiaoyi's small body can't bear the pressure of you, a bear!" ?"

"Grandpa!" Bo Yan let go of him helplessly, "I didn't use any force, how could I be willing to press him down?"

As the old man swept over with his cane, Bo Yan's first reaction was not to hide, but stretched out his arms to firmly protect the person behind him.

The crutch froze in mid-air, and then fell heavily. Old Man Bo shook his head, "Xiaoyi, if he dares to bully you in the future, just tell grandpa, grandpa will help you cure him."

A small red face protruded from the broad shoulders, Jiang Yi smiled shyly, "Okay, Grandpa, I won't let him bully me."

Only then did the old man nodded in satisfaction, "That's right. Good boy, come and play chess with grandpa."

"Come right away!" Jiang Yi responded crisply.

Bo Yan moved away a little bit, turned around and hugged the kitten without letting go, and rubbed against the tender neck like a big dog stickyly, "Can't you really bully me? Not even on the bed, Ang? "

Jiang Yi pushed him away, her eyes sparkling beautifully, "It's not always impossible...On special days..."

For example, his birthday is coming up soon.