Chapter 1719: The Male Lead Treats Everyone to Milk Tea

Nan Jiaojiao tugged on his collar, pulled him over, and gave him a kiss, “President Bo, is the crew’s boxed lunch good?”

He pressed his lips together, a hint of interest in his expression, “Delicious, should I come next time to mooch?”

“Eating or watching me?”

“Watching you.” Bo Yanching blurted out.

Nan Jiaojiao’s smile deepened, “You’re too much, President Bo, I can’t keep pretending we’re not close, I feel bad for you.”

“Then do me a favor, make my identity public sooner.”

“Alright.”

Bo Yanching raised an eyebrow, “What are you plotting now?”

“Nothing, anyway, we’re getting married soon, everyone will know eventually, sooner or later doesn’t make a difference. Making it public would be nice, I could also enjoy the feeling of having privileges.”

Just as Bo Yanching started to feel touched, he realized she was joking by the end of her sentence.

So he pretended to squeeze her hand, “It’s better not to, it wouldn’t be good. I would affect your work too much. Let’s wait until you’re done with this project, then find an opportunity to announce it.”

Nan Jiaojiao teased him on purpose, “Not in a hurry anymore?”

He sighed softly, “Can’t rush it, should I wait a bit longer?”

Nan Jiaojiao laughed and leaned back into the chair. She didn’t dare to be too audacious, noticing Bo Yanching starting to hook her finger, she obediently stopped laughing, “I want to drink Aunt Zhan’s milk tea.”

“We have it, as long as you want to eat, we have it.”

Bo Yanching held her neck, pulled her over, and kissed her gently. The street lamp’s glow filtered through the car window, casting a soft light on him. He didn’t close his eyes, looking at her up close, her brows and eyes were beautifully soaked in the warm light.

Docile, yet alluring.

Afraid of losing control, he pressed her head backward, after kissing deeply, he slowly tempered it, his fingers brushing lightly at the corner of her lips.

At times like this, Nan Jiaojiao was always especially quiet, her doe eyes wetly gazing at him, pure yet yearning.

“Alright,” Bo Yanching spoke with a low, husky voice, “If we dawdle any longer, Aunt Zhan and the others will close up.”

Nan Jiaojiao blinked, softly “mm” in agreement.

Bo Yanching checked that her seatbelt was securely fastened before sitting back.

From here to the private restaurant, it was almost midnight. Nan Jiaojiao felt quite bad about it, suggesting perhaps not going and just finding somewhere nearby to eat, but Bo Yanching said Aunt Zhan had already arranged it, so they had to go.

After eating, they went back home and fell asleep immediately.

The next day, Bo Yanching sent Nan Jiaojiao to the set early. Before getting out of the car, she specifically instructed him not to come wait for her again, she would call before getting off work. Bo Yanching was initially reluctant, but after she scolded him twice, he quieted down.

“Jiaojiao, come over and have some milk tea.”

Su Miaotong handed over a cup of milk tea, “I saw there was a flavor you like when I picked it up, it’s still warm now, just in time for you.”

Nan Jiaojiao took it, unwrapping the straw as she asked, “Who bought the milk tea?”

“The male lead came early in the morning and bought milk tea for the whole crew, even the extras. I arrived just in time, heard his scene is in the afternoon, Director Chen didn’t let him come, but he insisted, said he wanted to watch Shu Jin’s scene.”

Nan Jiaojiao asked casually, “Who’s the male lead?”

“He was a big hit last year, with eyes that are particularly calming, let me think—”

Su Miaotong leaned back, her hands resting on the table edge, “Xiao Yu.”

“…” Nan Jiaojiao was a bit taken aback, “Who?”