Chapter 1805: Drowsy

When Nan Jiaojiao came out, she could already smell the aroma of the spices. She excitedly ran into the kitchen and saw Bo Yanching standing in front of a pot, tinkering. The pot was making quite a loud noise, steaming away.

She silently retreated to the doorway, clutching the door frame, “What are you doing, planting a bomb?”

Bo Yanching replied irritably, “If it were a real bomb making such noise, neither of us would survive.”

“Pft, pft, pft, that’s unlucky.”

Bo Yanching turned, raised his brows outward, “Go play for a while and wait to eat.”

She blinked her eyes, “Do you need me to help you?”

“No need, don’t tire yourself.”

He was worried the kitchen might explode.

Nan Jiaojiao only thought he was really considerate, “Then I’ll leave you some fruit.”

Bo Yanching responded, “Okay.”

Nan Jiaojiao went out confidently, sat cross-legged on the carpet, turned on cartoons, and dragged the fruit platter in front of her.

After watching two episodes, she felt sleepy and slid onto the sofa to nap for a bit.

In a daze, she felt as though her foot was grabbed. Instinctively, she kicked out, and the hand left her foot but grabbed it again.

Nan Jiaojiao opened her eyes irritably, meeting Bo Yanching’s slightly annoyed expression. Her complexion instantly melted, and she said embarrassedly, “I didn’t know it was your hand, I thought a water ghost grabbed me.”

“Your feet are so cold…”

Bo Yanching reached his hand under the thin blanket, holding her foot. It was incredibly cold, so he turned up the air conditioner with the remote, “Tomorrow, I’ll buy a thicker blanket; you’re always blowing directly from the air conditioner. If you catch a cold, you’ll feel awful again.”

Nan Jiaojiao pouted, she stretched out her hands, and Bo Yanching naturally bent down to embrace her, and she hugged his neck, then he lifted her out of the sofa.

Her head lay against his chest, her freshly awakened voice buzzing, “Can we eat now?”

“Put on your shoes first, and only then will I feed you.”

Nan Jiaojiao pointed to the floor, “There.”

Bo Yanching didn’t even glance over, chuckled, “Where?”

Nan Jiaojiao squinted at the side of the coffee table, there were no shoes, just two throw pillows, she didn’t know where she tossed them, so she giggled trying to be cute and get away with it.

Bo Yanching skipped asking her, knowing well these small forgetful antics of hers, and directly carried her back to the bedroom, finding her shoes in the closet.

Even on the way out he held her, reluctant to let go, and placed her always onto the dining chair.

The table already had four dishes laid out, and he said, “Start eating, I haven’t finished with one thing yet.”

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t pick up the chopsticks, she followed behind him into the kitchen, Bo Yanching rolled up his shirt sleeves, holding the kitchen knife to slice beef.

Nan Jiaojiao poked her head and asked, “Did you put this whole piece back into the marinade to simmer again?”

“No mix of flavors, simmering makes it softer and tastier.”

As he spoke, he cut a small piece and fed it to her.

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes squinted in delight, “Delicious, you make it taste good.”

“Go wait outside.”

Nan Jiaojiao verbally agreed, but didn’t move, standing there.

Bo Yanching finished slicing a plate of beef and handed it to her, she carried it out, then returned to accompany him as Bo Yanching washed his hands and came out, with water on his hands, he used his arm to support her back and guided her out.

The table had all her favorite foods, Nan Jiaojiao ate heartily, finishing two bowls of rice, with only a few pieces of marinated beef left. She assumed they were all hers and just picked one, the rest were picked up by Bo Yanching.

“I didn’t see you move earlier, I thought you didn’t like them.”