Chapter 224: He Thought For So Long

Nan Jiaojiao turned around, and Bo Yanching’s hand was still propped on the door, encircling her in his arms perfectly.

Almost instinctively, Bo Yanching wrapped his arms around her waist, his voice low and husky, “You gave the bed to me, where will you sleep?”

“I woke up, got out of bed to read some materials, you rest.”

“You mean sit on the sofa and read?”

“Yeah.”

In just a few exchanges, Bo Yanching had already lowered his head, almost touching forehead to forehead with hers.

Nan Jiaojiao felt dizzy and, as if possessed, clung to his arm and bit her lip, “Don’t do this, you’re making me really want to seduce you.”

The man chuckled, “Try seducing me.”

His other hand caressed her waist; she was so thin, so petite that his hands could easily grasp her.

Waiting for her reaction, suddenly Nan Jiaojiao looked up.

The curtains were drawn, and the room was unlit.

Beneath the faint light, her clear eyes held tears, her pouting lips seemed to harbor grievances and annoyance as she stared at him.

Bo Yanching felt a tug at his heart, and his throat moved up and down slightly, “What’s wrong, which word of mine offended you?”

Nan Jiaojiao pushed him away, “Go to the bed.”

“Is it too fast?” Bo Yanching blurted out.

After saying it, he noticed Nan Jiaojiao’s complexion turned paler, and the grievances in her eyes were nearly impossible to hide.

Through a thin veil of tears, it seemed a couple more teases could make her cry.

“I don’t want to seduce you anymore, go to sleep yourself.”

Bo Yanching instantly realized, with her thin skin and their current awkward phase, her feeling aggrieved was to be expected.

But with the beauty in his arms, and having longed for this moment, he couldn’t bear to let go.

So, he lowered his head and kissed her lips gently.

“I just smoked, do you mind?”

He didn’t ask anything else but carefully sought her opinion.

Nan Jiaojiao pursed her lips, the spot where he had kissed tingled pleasantly, making it itch.

She tried to back away, her head resting against the door, tilting slightly upward to look at him.

With a couple of blinks, she moved the tears into her lashes, looking pitifully adorable.

“You already kissed me, why ask?”

“It is a bit late to ask.”

Bo Yanching raised her chin and kissed her lips gently, not delving deeper, his tongue only outlined her lips, then his thin lips pressed lightly against hers, carefully kissing, gently kissing, occasionally parting, then coming together again.

After a few rounds, Nan Jiaojiao shivered all over.

She decided to embrace his neck and pull him down, crashing their lips together with a reckless fervor that made their teeth ache, so she simply bit him.

Bo Yanching chuckled softly, capturing her lip and deepening their kiss.

Once satisfied with the kiss, Nan Jiaojiao straightened up only to find herself led to the bed, lying on top of him.

The man’s hand moved up from gripping her neck to her nape, caressing it delicately, his entranced black eyes watching her without blinking, “Shall we continue?”

Nan Jiaojiao snapped to her senses, “No, or no.”

She got off him.

The man’s hand slid from her waist, restraining himself from pulling her back, watching helplessly as she walked away.

Nan Jiaojiao sat down on the sofa, a bit lost, then slid off the sofa and wedged herself in the gap between it and the coffee table, sitting cross-legged on the carpet.

She took a pile of design drafts and began to draw.

She wouldn’t even say a word to him.

Bo Yanching sought her attention cautiously, “Am I really going to sleep?”

“Yeah.”

“And you’ll draw here?”

Hooking her hair behind her ears, her fingertips brushed against her burning earlobes.

In a soft voice, she said, “I’ll watch over you.”