Chapter 1685: No News Is Always Good News

Nan Jiaojiao couldn’t stand the humiliation, left the things behind, and kicked Lu Zhenzhen out.

She didn’t want Bo Yanching to help her bathe, they had been too close lately, too clingy. She finally started to care about her image; she couldn’t let him see every side of her, or there would be no novelty left.

Even though she pushed him out, Bo Yanching knocked on the door three times while she was showering.

Nan Jiaojiao was very annoyed, and when she opened the door, she had no friendly expression.

“Why are you so angry?”

Nan Jiaojiao dodged his hand to prevent him from pinching her cheek, “If you keep this up, I’ll really get mad.”

He shamelessly leaned closer, “The kind that can’t be coaxed, huh?”

She almost spoke up but looked at him suspiciously before speaking, “You always treat me like a child, I feel like my IQ’s been dropping lately.”

“That can’t be, my Jiaojiao is so smart.”

“Bo Yanching, you’re getting more and more cheesy!”

He replied smoothly, “Then I admit my mistake.”

“Leave out that word!”

“I was wrong.”

“…”

It’s exhausting arguing with him.

He won’t argue back.

Bo Yanching took her to the vanity mirror and helped dry her hair, reducing the heat when it was half-dry.

“Where do you want to eat, Aunt Zhan’s place?”

Nan Jiaojiao thought about it, “Aunt Zhan’s place is better at night for atmosphere. Let’s take a rest today, go out for a stroll.”

“Alright.”

Nan Jiaojiao touched the hair ends that were almost dry, suddenly turned to look at him, “I heard you guys talking, still no news from Brother Chi?”

Bo Yanching’s eyebrows paused, “He’s fine.”

“That sure?”

Bo Yanching shook his head, “Not sure, but I have a special way of contacting him. If he’s really in danger, I will get a message.”

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t ask any more. She noticed Bo Yanching hadn’t been in a good mood these days and didn’t want to pry. Yaen Chi’s identity is special, and what he does is confidential, knowing more would only add to his danger.

“Want me to help you change clothes?”

Nan Jiaojiao snapped back to her senses, not noticing when he got so close. His breath brushed against her neck when he spoke, making her shiver slightly. She pushed away his hugging hands.

“No way!”

She quickly ran into the walk-in closet, clutching the door frame, secretly eyeing him, grumbling, “You’re getting more impure lately.”

Bo Yanching leaned back slightly against the vanity, his hand slipping into his pocket to pull out a pack of cigarettes. He chuckled at her while shaking out a cigarette, “Little kid, say it again, what do those two words mean?”

Nan Jiaojiao slammed the door shut with a “bang.”

Bo Yanching shook his head and chuckled, put the cigarette in his mouth, thought better of it, and tucked it back into the box.

He pulled out his phone; Yaen Chi’s chat was blank.

No news is always good news.

…

Desert.

Yaen Chi’s car had broken down.

He tried to fix it but couldn’t, gave it a couple of kicks, and looked out over the vast expanse. There was nothing but sand, not even a trace of anyone.

Ever since he got separated from the main group, he had been out of contact.

Li Jian disappeared in this area.

Yaen Chi brought people in and encountered Sand Bandits, who robbed them of everything. They preserved their lives, went out in waves to find food, and never regrouped.

He climbed to the car roof, turned around, and sat down. The cigarette pack was full of sand. He cleaned it out. Just one damned cigarette left.

He laughed at himself, what was he even shaking it for.

The cigarette was lit, he took a puff, and it tasted of sand.

He waited from afternoon until sunset, and the temperature was gradually dropping.

Just as Yaen Chi planned to crawl back into the car, he saw a vehicle approaching from the distance.