Chapter 289: You Have No Chance to Run Anymore

Bo Yanching noticed the shyness on her face and knew she was getting embarrassed, and if he continued, she would probably bristle.

So he soothed her in a quiet voice, “Then, let me see you often, is that okay?”

Nan Jiaojiao suddenly felt the corners of her mouth burning hotly, “Okay.”

Bo Yanching smiled contentedly, “Shall we go out for a walk?”

“Zhenzhen is looking for me, I’m going to find her too.

Why don’t you do as you please?”

Bo Yanching slightly arched his eyebrows, watching her walk to the door before catching her back, picked out a pair of socks and sneakers from the cloakroom, and came back to put them on her himself.

His gaze followed up her creamy white shins, noticing that her coat was short, ending just above her knees.

“Aren’t you the one who hates the cold the most?

How will you manage if you catch a cold breeze later dressed like this?”

Nan Jiaojiao rarely tried on this mature style, not on purpose; it was just that the cloakroom was full of gowns, and this was the most convenient set she found.

“Don’t you like it?”

“I do”, Bo Yanching’s throat bobbed, “It’s just that you’re too beautiful, I’m afraid you’ll bewitch someone else’s soul away.”

“Other than you, whose soul can I bewitch?

Not everyone sees me through a filter.”

Nan Jiaojiao muttered under her breath, thinking he hadn’t heard her, then stood on her tiptoes, getting used to the sneakers before heading to the door.

“Actually, I’ve always believed in you, be it Kang Xiangyue or Jih Mingyue, I know you’ve never touched them.” Nan Jiaojiao spoke with her back to him, her voice muffled.

He heard everything and immediately moved toward her.

“Because I like you, I trust I haven’t liked the wrong person, so I trust you as well.”

Nan Jiaojiao was fiddling with the door, turned her head and saw the man standing right behind her.

She bit her lip and asked, “So, you really do like me, don’t you?”

Bo Yanching was about to blurt out his feelings.

Nan Jiaojiao was quicker, “Never mind, I don’t want to know.”

No sooner had she spoken than she opened the door and left, hurrying away as if afraid he would catch up to her.

Bo Yanching shook his head and chuckled lightly; guessing her slightly haughty temperament was really not difficult.

Two rooms down, a door was ajar, and the sound of an argument between Qi Zheng and Lady Qi was drifting from inside.

Nan Jiaojiao peered in through the crack of the door and then politely averted her gaze.

The arguing voices were quite loud, and since the corridor was not carpeted, the sound of her steps would inevitably be heard by those inside.

As she stepped back, she found herself retreating into Bo Yanching’s embrace.

She turned around and whispered, “Let’s go for a walk.”

Bo Yanching naturally heard the noise from the room as well and, holding her waist, led her in the opposite direction.

There was a small yacht prepared for guests.

Bo Yanching requested one, boarded it first, and standing on the yacht, he extended his hands out to Nan Jiaojiao, “Darling, jump down.”

Nan Jiaojiao glanced downward, having just climbed out of the sea, she felt a chill as the sea breeze blew, as if the coldness lingered on her body.

“Don’t be scared, I’ll catch you.”

Influenced by his coaxing, Nan Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and jumped, landing right in his arms.

Bo Yanching bent slightly to soften her landing, tossed her gently upward, and pulled her back into his arms, nuzzling her nose with a low chuckle, “If I decided to abduct you now, you’d have no chance to run.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes sparkled, and feeling emboldened, she wrapped her arms around his neck and responded with a firm voice, “Mhm.”

Bo Yanching tightened his embrace, unable to resist a smile of indulgence, turned to seat her on the chair, and buckled her into a life jacket.

The yacht sailed out, away from the cruise ship and the clamor of people, heading to the open sea where the pitch-black waters rippled, reflecting distant lights that shimmered across.

The inch by inch illumination brightened Nan Jiaojiao’s heart, which had been quiet for many days.