Mr.CEO Is So Obsessed with His Hot Wife

Chapter 825: Missing Bo Yanching

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Li Jian and his companions were all dumbfounded.

“This…

can’t be real, right?”

“What did that girl do to make the wolves obey her?”

Li Jian never believed in those supernatural things.

He insisted on chasing after them, but was blocked by the wolves that sprang out of the jungle one after another.

After two of his companions were bitten and injured, Li Jian had no choice but to retreat for the time being.

On the other side, the wolves stopped at the edge of the desert and wouldn’t go any further.

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t force them.

She squatted down and whispered something to the leader.

Yeh Hannian, both timid and curious, couldn’t hear from afar.

When he moved closer to listen, the language was not one he was familiar with.

Just as he tried to listen more, the wolves suddenly turned around in unison, scaring him so much that he jumped up, grabbed Tuantuan, and stuffed her into his arms.

He hid behind Nan Jiaojiao.

Even more astonishing, the pack of wolves looked back in this direction for a long time before leaving.

Yeh Hannian, trembling, tugged at Nan Jiaojiao’s sleeve, “Xiao Nannan, did you cast a spell?”

Nan Jiaojiao ignored him.

She promised to stay with Tuantuan until Yeh Hannian’s reinforcements arrived.

They were supposed to disguise themselves as Bandits, so as soon as they entered the desert, they encountered a group of Bandits.

Initially, Nan Jiaojiao suspected it was too smooth, until she saw Yeh Hannian fighting with the others.

She stood aside watching for a long time.

Once she understood, she settled Tuantuan behind a big rock, sneaked around to steal a small cart, took some food and two quilts from the Bandits’ vehicle, then put Tuantuan on the quilts and ran off.

By the time Yeh Hannian found them, it was almost dark.

He was carrying a bunch of cooked food and alcohol, shamelessly lying on the sand, complaining as soon as he opened his mouth, “You really ran away, not worried at all that something might happen to me.

If something did happen to me, you two—mother and child—would be all alone—”

Nan Jiaojiao stuffed a pig’s stomach into his mouth to shut him up.

The fishy smell surged straight into his nose, making Yeh Hannian sit up suddenly.

He removed the pig’s stomach, spat a few times, then turned his head to look.

“Those people were really poor; they didn’t have much money, and their food was terrible.

A good pig’s stomach was cooked so badly that they didn’t even remove the fishy smell.”

Nan Jiaojiao ignored him, took some tender, braised meat, and went over to eat with Tuantuan.

The desert was cold at night.

Nan Jiaojiao had taken off her coat to wrap Tuantuan up earlier.

When it got late, she used the two quilts to make a nest and coaxed Tuantuan to sleep.

Yeh Hannian wandered around nearby for a while.

When he returned, he saw Nan Jiaojiao sitting on a low rock drinking.

He also picked up a jar, tore open the seal with his teeth, and took two big gulps.

Finding no space on the rock, he sat beside it, his body sinking a bit into the sand.

He lay down, propping himself up on his elbow, looking at Nan Jiaojiao from below.

“What are you thinking about?”

Nan Jiaojiao had one foot on the rock, the toe of the other foot had already sunk into the sand.

She didn’t move at all, holding the half-full jar of alcohol on her knee.

Even in the dim night, he could see her drunken face clearly.

“Drunk?”

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t speak.

Yeh Hannian moved closer to her, trying to see more clearly, “Thinking about someone with the surname Bo?”

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyelids fluttered, and she swayed the wine jar in her hand.

Yeh Hannian held her hand down, “If you can’t drink, then don’t.

With your alcohol tolerance, I’ll have to take care of you later.”

He snatched the wine from Nan Jiaojiao, thinking it would take some effort, but as soon as he reached out, she handed it to him readily.

Yeh Hannian said nothing more, silently pouring himself half the jar, unable to hold it in any longer, he wiped his face and asked:

“Do you really want to go back?”

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