Chapter 1342: Still Haven't Finished the Apple

Nan Jiaojiao snuggled against his arm, then let go and took an apple from the fridge, washed it, and took a bite without peeling it.

Bo Yanching quickly finished tidying up, and she had already switched on the cartoon, lying on the sofa with her body tilted and two cushions under her elbow.

He took away the cushions and let Nan Jiaojiao lie on his lap, gently stroking the area behind her earlobe, and asked softly, “I’ve never asked you this, are you happy at work?

Do your senior give you any privileges?”

Nan Jiaojiao wrinkled her nose, “He definitely didn’t.

I originally wanted to be Sister Qiao Shan’s assistant to slack off, but my senior insisted on putting me in the jewelry design department.

I’m a newbie now and have a mentor guiding me.”

“Male or female?”

Master Bo really knows how to focus on key points.

“Female.”

“How’s her character, how does she treat you?”

Nan Jiaojiao turned belly-up, looked at him and smiled, “I’m fine, don’t worry, no one bullies me.”

“Bullying you?” Bo Yanching pinched her, “Who would dare bully you, I’ll deal with them for you.”

Nan Jiaojiao reasonably suspected that Master Bo misheard her.

She laughed, took a bite of the apple, turned to watch Peppa Pig, and ignored him.

Bo Yanching asked again, “I remember you design clothes, doesn’t working with jewelry make you uncomfortable?”

“I can design jewelry too.”

She answered particularly casually.

But Bo Yanching, being a big shot in the business world for so many years, quickly grasped the substance of what she said.

As foreign capital, E.Y was able to establish itself in Rongcheng City quickly, not only because of a business prodigy like Pei Dongshi but also thanks to Nan Jiaojiao opening up the market initially.

All these years, her works have been highly acclaimed.

Though she designs clothing and jewelry separately, there are full sets too, but you can count them on one hand in a year; they’re valuable but rare, not something you can buy just with money.

“So amazing, little rich lady.”

Nan Jiaojiao proudly hummed, “That’s right!

If you don’t want to work in the future, I’ll support…”

The last word didn’t come out.

She was suddenly caught off guard.

Bo Yanching even waited a bit, didn’t hear anything more, he lifted his leg high, propped her body up, “Support me, huh?”

Nan Jiaojiao sat up suddenly, looking at Bo Yanching as if he were a bandit.

“Don’t you know?

You have much more money than I do, and you want me to support you!

You’re coveting my small fortune!”

Bo Yanching laughed angrily, in his life, only she dared talk to him like this.

He pulled Nan Jiaojiao over, pinched her chin, and kissed her.

Nan Jiaojiao instinctively tilted her head to match his, and when a long kiss ended, half of the apple in her hand was stealthily taken away.

She turned to look for it, and Bo Yanching seemed to still want more, tapped her chin, made her lift her head, and kissed her again, carrying her horizontally towards the bedroom.

“I…

haven’t finished my apple.”

Bo Yanching kissed the corner of her mouth, “No more, eat me.”

Nan Jiaojiao hooked her arms around his neck, grinning mischievously, “Demon Monk!”

“Ha!”

…

The next morning, Nan Jiaojiao set eight consecutive alarms, waking up Bo Yanching as well.

She had chosen very peculiar ringtones, and all he could hear was the sound of pigs squealing, his body awake but not his mind.

Each time an alarm went off, she sneakily reached out to press it.

Bo Yanching’s forehead throbbed with pain, he snatched the phone, turned off all the alarms, then picked her up from the bed, carried her to the bathroom, turned on the light to forcibly wake her up.