Chapter 1341: The Virtuous Uncle Bo

She bought two bottles of yogurt at the supermarket, using it to sober up, and also picked up some fruits, snacks, and milk tea.

A couple of days ago, when Nan Jiaojiao first arrived, she recorded her fingerprint.

She opened the door and went in, the lights were on inside, and the shoes at the entrance were scattered all over.

Nan Jiaojiao kicked them aside, making space for her shoes.

It was very quiet, she had just taken two steps when she suddenly kicked a bottle.

Nan Jiaojiao lifted the shopping bag higher, looking down, good heavens, there were empty bottles everywhere!

How much did they drink, were they not afraid for their lives?!

She put the things down, couldn’t find anyone in the living room, went to the room, and those two were snoring on the bed.

Nan Jiaojiao intentionally checked their pulses, they were just asleep.

She quietly closed the door, ordered some takeout, but even after eating, those two hadn’t woken up.

Nan Jiaojiao went to check the kitchen, but there was nothing to eat, so she ordered takeout again and left when it arrived.

She returned to Feisheng.

The lights were on in the living room, Bo Yanching was surprisingly at home.

As she walked in, she could smell a delightful aroma of chicken soup from a distance.

The man’s upright figure stood behind the glass door, with the rising steam blurring the edges of his handsome face.

He tilted his head to light a cigarette, and suddenly noticed someone standing behind him.

He immediately put the cigarette down and walked towards her.

“Weren’t you at Miss Lu’s place, why did you come back?”

Nan Jiaojiao looked at the sliding door he closed with a casual gesture, “It smells so good, what are you cooking?”

“I went back to my old house to accompany Grandma tonight.

Shuxian is leaving tomorrow, he wanted to talk to me about something.

I didn’t eat much tonight, and the chicken soup wasn’t touched, so I packed it and brought it back, planning to cook some noodles.”

Nan Jiaojiao laughed, “Without me at home, you’re eating so simply?”

Bo Yanching pulled her into his arms, “How could I have any appetite without you here?”

Nan Jiaojiao reached out to hug him, raising her head, her chin resting on his chest, “I want some too.”

“Alright, do you want noodles?”

“Yes!”

Bo Yanching kissed her, the hand holding her waist gently brushing up and down, “Go change clothes, it will be ready soon.”

“Okay!”

Nan Jiaojiao smiled, stood on tiptoe to peck his chin, then pushed him away and ran.

She washed her face and changed into loose clothes.

When she came out, Bo Yanching had brought out two bowls of noodles.

Her bowl had less noodles but lots of chicken.

Bo Yanching had thoughtfully torn it into strips, almost the whole chicken was in her bowl, while his had just a sparse layer on top of the noodles, with some chicken bones left in the pot.

Nan Jiaojiao picked out half of the chicken and gave it to him.

“You don’t have to give it all to me, I ordered takeout and ate at Zhenzhen’s.”

Bo Yanching moved the bowl to take it, tossed it a few times, and before eating, reminded her, “Be careful, it’s hot.”

Nan Jiaojiao couldn’t finish her bowl of noodles, she overestimated herself, and Bo Yanching finished the rest.

He took the bowls to wash, and Nan Jiaojiao followed behind him, hugging his waist from behind.

“Be careful, I have soap on my hands.”

Nan Jiaojiao rubbed against his back like a little piglet, “Uncle Bo, how are you so caring?”

“Knowing how good I am, you should keep a close eye on me, right?”

“You wouldn’t,” Nan Jiaojiao poked her head out from behind his arm, proudly grinning, “You’ve got high standards, you wouldn’t look at other women outside.”

Is it okay to praise oneself like that?

Bo Yanching chuckled, “Well said, your comprehension is quite high, little one.”

He shifted his hand, wiping off some foam, “Go play in the living room for a bit, I’ll be finished soon.”