章 821: Cough, Cough, Cough

Bo Jinchuan's face darkened instantly.

"Are you sick?"

Bo Jinghang laughed and said, "You're already here, why are you still putting on airs?"

Bo Jinchuan pursed his lips. After a while, he unbuttoned his bathrobe and went down the hot spring. He walked to Bo Jinhang and sat down.

Compared to Bo Jinghang, his skin was fair, a healthy and clean white.

Her chest was well-toned and her muscles were well-defined. With every movement, the muscles contracted and contracted, making her look strong and sexy.

The water droplets in the hot spring stuck to her body, gathering and sliding down. It was also a kind of inexplicable charm.

Bo Jinghang handed the red wine to him and downed the wine in one gulp.

"Do you know what Grandpa is thinking?"

Bo Jinchuan took a sip of wine. Bordeaux.