Chapter 1147: Spend More Time with Him

At this moment, Mo Tingshen also found the millet he planned to use to make porridge, glanced at Nan Jiaojiao, and sat down opposite her with ease.

“Then we’re benefitting from you, Jiaojiao.

You probably can’t finish it, we’ll help you.”

“Okay.” Nan Jiaojiao responded obediently.

She never called them “brother”; it just wouldn’t come out.

She always felt that if she didn’t get it just right, she’d sound like a clucking hen.

But they truly treated her like a little sister.

When Bo Yanching wasn’t around, they behaved appropriately.

Mo Tingshen even helped roast meat, cutting it into small pieces and placing it into Nan Jiaojiao’s bowl with tongs.

He said, “Take what you want to eat yourself,” but his hands didn’t stop, and his own bowl was cleaner than his face.

Yaen Chi rummaged through Han Che’s things and found several cups of milk tea, each cup a different flavor.

He asked Nan Jiaojiao which one she wanted, and after she chose, the rest were for them.

Nan Jiaojiao pointed to the wine cabinet, “There’s wine.”

“I know there’s wine,” Mo Tingshen said, dipping the roasted squid in some chili powder and putting it in her bowl.

“It’s been a tiring day, I don’t feel like drinking.

A kiddie drink is quite nice.”

Yaen Chi also said, “Brother Yan can’t drink, and Xu Shu doesn’t drink, so what’s the point of me and Mo the Fox drinking?

Save the wine for when Brother Yan feels better so we won’t taunt him.”

Nan Jiaojiao nodded and remarked, “You guys have such a great bond.”

Hearing this, the two men glanced at her and then at each other, sharing a knowing smile.

Mo Tingshen handed the tongs he used for the barbecue to the staff.

He rested his hands flat on the table, glanced towards the bedroom, and signaled, “Jiaojiao, he’s feeling down inside.

Just stay by his side, you don’t need to say much.

Being there is enough.

If he doesn’t bring it up himself, don’t ask.

Everyone has a hurdle, they just need to get over it.”

“Hmm?”

With her mouth full of meat, Nan Jiaojiao looked adorably clueless.

“Aren’t you also staying here?

Wouldn’t it be better if you comfort him instead?”

She thought to herself, their relationship was built from childhood, something she, who had only been around for six months, couldn’t compare to.

When it came to emotions, Mo Tingshen and the others understood Bo Yanching more deeply.

She was clumsy with words, afraid that one or two sentences missed the mark and accidentally touched Bo Yanching’s sore spot.

Who knew these two would laugh at her after hearing this.

“Sister, we’re not staying here.

Bo Lao San would kill us.”

Yaen Chi laughed too, “Such an innocent little girl.”

Nan Jiaojiao, determined to save face, refused to admit her “innocence,” even if it was plainly visible.

When she spoke, her words were mostly polite.

“Then where are you staying tonight?”

Mo Tingshen glanced out the window, “A hotel, I suppose.

Somewhere nearby, since we won’t be here long.”

“Oh.”

Nan Jiaojiao swallowed the mouthful she had, warmly inviting them, “Eat more meat, go on.”

“Hehe.”

Bo Yanching hadn’t been in the shower long and put on some loose clothing without bothering to button up.

With Xu Shu’s help, he walked out.

His first instinct was to look at Nan Jiaojiao, covering his abs with one hand, and buttoning the two lower buttons.

Mo Tingshen pointed to a small pot nearby, “Your porridge is cooking.

We’re all perfectly healthy, so we saved it all for you.”

Bo Yanching gave him a look and headed straight for the sofa.

Nan Jiaojiao wiped her hands and ran over to help, but Bo Yanching wasn’t going to let her do that.