Chapter 1871: You're Just an Outsider in This Family

Early the next morning.

As soon as Nan Jiaojiao got up, she received a call from Chu Yao, “Hurry up, Mo Tingshen is cooking noodles, you and Bo Yanching come down to eat together.”

Nan Jiaojiao rubbed her eyes, but before she could exert any effort, her hand was pulled away. Bo Yanching, who was next to her, leaned over and wiped her eyes with a tissue. He met her gaze and then signaled for her to continue the call.

“Are you downstairs?”

“Yes, my sister left after eating the noodles. There’s yogurt and little cakes in the fridge, take them all when you come down.”

Nan Jiaojiao instantly woke up from her sleepiness.

She hung up the phone and gave Bo Yanching a peck on the cheek, laughing, “Let’s go, time to mooch some food.”

Bo Yanching deliberately stepped aside, causing Nan Jiaojiao to sit up abruptly. If he hadn’t moved earlier, his chin would have been hit. But since she got up too quickly, she blacked out for a second and fell back into his arms.

Bo Yanching laughed heartily, “How many times have I told you but you never remember, serves you right.”

Nan Jiaojiao pinched and twisted the flesh on his waist.

When they went downstairs, it was Mo Tingshen who opened the door, “Jiaojiao, morning.”

He only greeted Nan Jiaojiao and provided only one pair of slippers, then cast a stubborn look at someone, “Didn’t bring your shoes? Well then, walk in barefoot, I’m not giving you any slippers.”

Bo Yanching stepped into the door, already wearing a pair of slippers, and quipped sarcastically, “You have only one pair, who would compete with you? Didn’t you see how my Jiaojiao bought me enough slippers to fill two rows in the shoe cabinet?”

Mo Tingshen snorted, “What are you boasting about!”

“Who are you acting up to in the early morning? Have you ever looked in the mirror? You look like a drained corpse.”

Nan Jiaojiao slipped past the two bickering men and ran to the kitchen, only to see Chu Yao wearing an apron and cooking.

She held onto the doorframe and didn’t go in, “Tell me first, who made the noodles? If you made them, I’m not eating a single bite.”

“Mo Tingshen made them.” Chu Yao was in a good mood, unusually not immediately stinging with her words.

Nan Jiaojiao asked again, “Then what are you doing in there? Are you even allowed in the kitchen?”

“I’m just preparing some fatty beef, he will pour hot soup over it later, it smells delicious, do you want some?”

“Sure, I’ll have some.”

With a few words, Nan Jiaojiao was coaxed into the kitchen, where the two people who couldn’t cook were leaning against each other like kids playing house.

In the living room, Bo Yanching reproachfully scrutinized Mo Tingshen, focusing on a few oil stains on someone’s shirt, “Oh, there’s only one apron, you’re nothing but an outsider in this house, you’ll eventually be thrown out.”

“Before you all came, I was the one wearing the apron, all right? I just didn’t want my dear Xiao Yao to get oil splattered on her, so I voluntarily gave it to her!”

Mo Tingshen’s excuses seemed particularly pitiable to Bo Yanching, “Oh, just one.”

The rascal knew exactly how to irritate him!

Mo Tingshen was always outmatched in bickering with Bo Yanching, but this was Chu Yao’s place, and technically, being a large partaking lodger whom lived off her, he was somewhat regarded as the male host. So he felt the need to show some host-like demeanor.

Therefore, raising the corner of his eye, he forced out a sentence, “You can eat if you like, otherwise…”

Before he could get the word “scram” out, Bo Yanching raised his voice, “Jiaojiao.”

Mo Tingshen’s eyelid twitched, quickly blocking him, “What are you going to do? Why are you shouting?”

At this moment, Nan Jiaojiao came out, wearing a curious Baby face, “Calling me?”

Bo Yanching lowered his voice, “Weren’t you telling us to scram?”