Chapter 1106: I'm Anxious to Marry You

Bo Yanching was amused by her, “I’ve eaten them, ate them at the old house.

I brought back all those pastries of yours; eat them by tomorrow at the latest, or I’ll throw them away when I get back in the evening if they’re not finished.”

“Don’t!”

Nan Jiaojiao wanted to snuggle up to him and act cute, but at the moment, with her round body, even a slight movement made her feel like her stomach was turning over.

So she just lay there, lightly shaking his little finger, “I can finish them.”

Bo Yanching pointed at her hand, “Let go of my hand.”

Nan Jiaojiao really did let go.

He stood up and left.

Nan Jiaojiao grumbled unhappily, “Really, once you get something, you don’t cherish it, men, huh.”

Bo Yanching poured a cup of hot water, stuffed it into her hand, sat down next to her, and put his arm across the back of the sofa above her head, “Mutter what, say it louder so I can hear.”

“Having you is my blessing!”

She changed her tune pretty fast.

Bo Yanching propped up his temple, his sideways posture almost enclosing her in his embrace, he crossed his legs, and his other hand lightly tapped on his leg intermittently.

Nan Jiaojiao drank half a cup of water and couldn’t drink any more, handing the cup to him.

Bo Yanching drank the remaining half cup, placed the cup down, and then moved his half-bent body towards her.

There was a fist’s distance between them, but with Bo Yanching lowering his head, he could easily brush against her nose.

He stared at her mouth and said hoarsely, “Give me a kiss.”

Nan Jiaojiao slightly raised her head and kissed him.

Light pecks, then parted.

She seemed to want to stop, but Bo Yanching leaned in again for another kiss, and when they parted, their breaths were somewhat shaky.

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes were dewy, bargaining with him, “Not going further.”

“Hmm?”

She adjusted her sitting position and turned over in his arms, “I’m afraid I’ll throw up on the bed.”

“Heh…”

Bo Yanching burst into laughter, burying his head in her shoulder nook, laughing for a while before suddenly cautioning, “If you keep touching like that, I won’t hold back.”

Nan Jiaojiao, startled, immediately let go of the hold on the back of his head, even brushing her hand over his ear.

Bo Yanching raised his head, captured her hand, tugged her towards him, placed it on his leg, entwining his fingers into her palm, Nan Jiaojiao reflexively grasped it, subtly adding force to wrestle with his fingers.

But she didn’t notice the man gazing at her, as if drunk.

“Consider it, marry me.”

“Huh?”

Nan Jiaojiao jerked her head up, “Wasn’t it just a joke during the day?”

Bo Yanching tapped her forehead with his finger, “I said in front of your family that I’d marry you, do you really think I was kidding?”

“Then, then, then you…”

Nan Jiaojiao touched his forehead, “You don’t have a fever, so why are you eager to marry when you’re just middle-aged?”

“Shouldn’t I be anxious at my age?”

“Really think about it, consider,” Bo Yanching tugged her hand back, kissed it, “Even if you don’t want to marry, you have to marry; if the bride price I mentioned during the day isn’t enough, I’ll add more.”

Nan Jiaojiao quickly covered his mouth, trembling from fear.

Her mind blank, she said something she felt made her seem like a jerk for the rest of her life, “I’m still young.”

“Not that young.”

Bo Yanching wanted to remind her of her age, but feared she’d get angry.

After painstakingly setting up this atmosphere, this girl was so oblivious that if he offended her, and she suddenly sobered up, there’d be no more conversation.

“Are you really in a hurry?”

Bo Yanching didn’t speak for a moment, his gaze hovering over Nan Jiaojiao, looking down from above, his eyes deepening, like he’s had a drink, his voice carrying a hint of blurry intoxication, “I’m very eager to marry you.”