Chapter 1203: Will You Marry Me

She held a paper bag in her arms, so light it seemed to have no weight.

She didn’t open it to show him, just waved it at him, “It’s a secret, you’ll know later.”

Bo Yanching wiped the milk foam from the corner of her mouth, “What did you eat?”

“I just drank a bottle of yogurt.”

Bo Yanching’s expression darkened immediately, insisting that Han Che drive the car to a breakfast shop.

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t have much of an appetite, but it was time to eat, and Bo Yanching probably hadn’t had breakfast either.

She didn’t refuse, obediently following him inside.

After eating and drinking their fill, they followed the navigation to their destination.

While looking for a parking spot, Han Che glanced out of the window.

This glance nearly made his eyes pop out.

If he hadn’t been through a lot, he might have floored the accelerator.

It was the civil affairs bureau.

Nan Jiaojiao helped Bo Yanching out of the car.

Pulling him as she tried to walk inside.

Bo Yanching grabbed her wrist, pulling her back.

“Jiaojiao?”

“Hmm?”

He looked at her without blinking, “What are you up to?”

“I’m not up to anything.

How about we get married?”

Bo Yanching’s pupils trembled, his fingers tightening around her wrist, then loosening, afraid of hurting her.

His lips twitched, his expression increasingly uncontrollable.

When he spoke, his voice unintentionally hoarse, “This isn’t funny.

I’ll go along with you on anything else, but marriage isn’t a joke.

It can’t be so hasty.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s expression immediately soured, “You don’t want to marry me?”

“No!”

How could he not want to marry her?

He dreamed about it, longing to marry her to the point of madness.

He had proposed before, even several times, yet Nan Jiaojiao had always dodged with excuses that couldn’t stand up to scrutiny.

But he didn’t want to push too hard, planning to give her another two or three years.

Suddenly being dragged to the civil affairs bureau, he wasn’t prepared at all.

“Oh, if you don’t want to get married, it’s fine.

I’ll go back to sleep.”

Nan Jiaojiao waited for a while without hearing him speak again, turned and walked away in a huff.

Bo Yanching wouldn’t let her go, barely organizing his words, he blurted, “I’ll marry you!”

Nan Jiaojiao turned to look at him immediately.

He hurriedly explained, “I just think it’s too rushed.

I haven’t given you anything, nor proposed to you.

It’s not fair to you.”

“Let’s get the certificate first, we can talk about other things later.”

Nan Jiaojiao smiled happily, linking her arm with his to walk inside.

She bounced a couple of steps, then remembered he was injured and went back to support him.

Suddenly, a thought occurred to her, “I’m registered in Rongcheng City.

Can out-of-town residents register here?”

Bo Yanching chuckled, “You just realized?”

“Ah…” Nan Jiaojiao stiffened all over, “Then what should we do?

We can’t get married?”

If she couldn’t act cool today, wouldn’t it be a failure!

“No big deal.”

Bo Yanching called Han Che over, handed him the household registration book, and said just two words, “Go handle it.”

Han Che didn’t even bat an eyelid and took off to handle things.

Bo Yanching and Nan Jiaojiao were invited into the VIP room.

The staff served them good tea and pastries.

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t touch anything, she was almost dying of embarrassment, rubbing her hands against her thighs so much her pants were nearly smoothed out.

Bo Yanching kept looking at her, a smile never leaving his face.

She didn’t dare meet his gaze, afraid that if he teased her, it would be even more awkward.

“Uh…

the windows are pretty, and the scenery outside is nice too.”

Nan Jiaojiao tried to lighten the mood, but even her laughter was dry.