Chapter 2059: These Teeth

“I wouldn’t dare sneak around behind your back. You pin every kind of trouble on me—have I been spoiling you too much lately or what?”

His words sounded like a scolding, but his expression was so doting it was almost syrupy.

Nan Jiaojiao was used to pushing her luck with him. She snorted, “Because I’m sitting here watching you, is that it?”

“Me chickening out has nothing to do with whether you’re watching or not.”

Nan Jiaojiao was instantly amused. She let go of his waist, wanting to get up from his arms, but Bo Yanching refused to let her go, making her thump him once and scold, “It’s just a sneeze, I’m not sick. No need to go back for medicine, I don’t like taking it.”

Total childish logic—who actually likes taking medicine.

“Third Uncle!”

Bo Qingshan was hanging off the car door, glaring over like a little tiger. “Are we going or not? Qianqian and I are gonna be late. Why are you hogging my Sister Jiaojiao!”

Bo Yanching didn’t even bother to throw him a glance; his eyes were only on Nan Jiaojiao. He half-held her, shielding her as he tried to seat her in the passenger seat, but the moment Nan Jiaojiao just frowned slightly, he grabbed Bo Qingshan by the ear from the back and shoved him into the front passenger seat, making Nan Jiaojiao sit in the back.

“What are you doing, Third Uncle!” Bo Qingshan clutched his ear. “You pinched me, that really hurt!”

“Your Sister Jiaojiao doesn’t like the seatbelt digging into her after she eats. What are you squeezing into the back for?”

Bo Qingshan rolled his eyes, yanked the seatbelt down hard, his face full of grievance.

He dropped the two younger ones off at school first; Bo Yanching sent Nan Jiaojiao last. She hadn’t driven over, and they’d agreed he’d pick her up tonight.

Bo Yanching didn’t unlock the door, keeping her trapped, insisting on overtly and covertly hinting for Nan Jiaojiao to come over and kiss him first.

“You’re so dramatic!”

Bo Yanching enjoyed listening to her complain. He leaned his face over himself. “Come on, give your husband a kiss, or I’m not letting you out.”

Nan Jiaojiao laughed out loud. After Bo Qingshan got out, she was coaxed into the passenger seat. She unbuckled the seatbelt, leaned her body toward him, but kept her hands still; she pouted and bumped her mouth toward his cheek, and Bo Yanching suddenly turned his head, meeting her mouth with his.

There was a loud “smack.”

He stared at her in mock shock, then deliberately leaned away, hand over his mouth, looking tragically aggrieved. “These teeth.”

She’d come at him with quite some force; even through their lips, their teeth had knocked together.

Nan Jiaojiao, flushed and annoyed, raised her hand to hit him, grabbed his tie and yanked him back, looped her arms around his neck so he couldn’t escape, tilted her head up to find his lips, and the moment she went looking, someone very proactively lowered his head and started kissing her.

He kept recycling the same tricks over and over, and Bo Yanching had already used this one plenty of times. Nan Jiaojiao fell for it every single time, then got annoyed at herself afterward. Every day she got led astray by his pretty face.

She deliberately gave him a little bite. She barely used any strength; it obviously didn’t hurt, but Bo Yanching still let out a hiss. Nan Jiaojiao stayed close to him and laughed, their laughter spreading out through their joined lips and teeth.

Her eyes were half-open, watching him from up close. “Go to work properly, be good, and don’t you dare let anyone else seduce you.”

Bo Yanching’s brows and eyes were full of amusement. “They couldn’t even if they tried. Only you can.”

“Quit sweet-talking me and hurry up and unlock it, I’m gonna be late.”

Bo Yanching pressed the lock button, arm loosely wrapped around her, teasing, “If you’re gonna be late, why are you still sticking to me? What kind of good little wife talks like that?”

Nan Jiaojiao wasn’t shy at all. She lightly pecked his lips and then let go.

“I’m off.”

Off, my ass!

Bo Yanching tugged her back, wrapped her up and stole another kiss. Only after he’d had his fill did he let go, and before she could smack him, he fished a lipstick out of the glove compartment, wiped her mouth, then lifted her chin and carefully reapplied it for her.