Chapter 1829: Now You Want to Make a Fuss With Me

Nan Jiaojiao stopped instantly.

Bo Yanching held her back, lifting her body up slightly, and leaned back while pulling her into his arms. He kissed her lips lightly, savoring the moment. The man opened his eyes slightly, the light cascading down like fragmented starlight in his eyes, deep and tender, with a slight furrow of his brow that could captivate the soul.

His voice was husky to the extreme, “Be good, I’m turning off the lights.”

Nan Jiaojiao pressed her lips, stifled a laugh, and slipped herself under the blanket.

Bo Yanching quickly followed after turning off the light, finding her in the dark and pulling her close.

Downstairs.

Chu Yao went straight to the bathroom as soon as she entered, leaving the door open. Mo Tingshen came in, holding the door handle, and opened the shoe cabinet, discovering his only pair of slippers were missing.

He didn’t dare to ask, so he went in barefoot, rolled up his sleeves, and started making hangover soup in the bathroom.

Chu Yao had not come out for a long time, Mo Tingshen waited on the sofa for more than half an hour, frequently checking the time. The Nth time he glanced towards the master bedroom, he sighed, took off his watch, placed it on the coffee table, and got up to head to the room.

He knocked on the door, but there was no response.

“Xiao Yao, are you done?”

Chu Yao didn’t speak.

He knocked twice more, “Can I come in?”

Still no sound, so he simply pushed the door open. The strong light in the bathroom shone down, and he instinctively squinted his eyes, navigating the wall for the switch and turning off two of the lights.

Chu Yao was soaking in the bathtub, leaning on the edge. A hairpin barely held her hair, which lazily hung down, dripping water. Her face was resting against her arm, with strands of hair sticking to her cheek and arm. She slightly lifted her eyes, and with a smile, she looked like an enchanting temptress.

“Does not speaking count as a refusal?”

Mo Tingshen stood there motionless, “Then, should I leave?”

Chu Yao opened her arms towards him, “I don’t want to soak anymore, lift me up.”

“Alright.”

He grabbed a towel and was just about to bend down when Chu Yao tugged on his collar, pulling him down.

Mo Tingshen ended up with a mouthful of bubbles. His hands, wet, he wiped his face and swept back his hair, looking at her with raised eyebrows, amused, “What are you playing at?”

Chu Yao kicked at him under the water, “You’re the one feeling weak, who can you blame?”

“Me, weak?”

Mo Tingshen leaned in closer, and she leaned back until her back was against the bathtub. He placed an arm behind her shoulder to prevent her from hurting herself, “You really don’t know whether I’m weak?”

“Lately, I don’t,” Chu Yao’s gaze traveled upwards until it rested on his face, still smiling, but her eyes were cold, “But that person you supposedly battled with in the hotel for two days and nights should know.”

Mo Tingshen didn’t rush to explain. He even raised his eyebrows, and when he lowered them, a smile spread in his eyes, “You’ve been so quiet these last few days, turns out you saw it. Are you here to make a scene now?”

“Of course not.”

Chu Yao opened her arms, and as she retracted them, Mo Tingshen leaned down, making it easier for her to wrap her arms around his neck, and then she kissed him on the corner of his mouth.

Just one kiss, and Mo Tingshen found it hard to restrain himself.

But before he could take further action, Chu Yao withdrew from his embrace, pushed herself up from the edge of the bathtub, and stood up.

She was covered in bubbles.

She had a habit, always filling the bathtub with bubbles during her baths, making it impossible to see where the water surface was.

Mo Tingshen followed her up, pulling her under the shower to rinse off the bubbles, then dried her off and wrapped her in a towel.

Chu Yao went along like a doll throughout the process, letting him maneuver her, even lifting her hand at his guidance, refusing to take a step. She opened her arms, and Mo Tingshen pulled her into his arms, carrying her out.