Chapter 303: Too Bright I'm a Bit Shy

Kissing while walking, direction already indiscernible, Nan Jiaojiao entirely hung within the man’s embrace, until her shoulder hit the wall, the cold temperature making her gasp for air.

She pulled back, her face flushes red, “Don’t do this here.”

“No one will come up, and only I can see the surveillance.”

Bo Yanching’s breathing was heavy, his dark eyes staring at her unwaveringly, as if he might swallow her whole at any moment.

The entryway elevator led to Bo Yanching’s space outside the foyer reserved for an entry garden.

The decor and arrangements were meticulous, avoiding an overly spacious feel, but the area was so large that Nan Jiaojiao felt uneasy, as if she were in a corridor.

She pointed to the light above her head, “There’s light.”

“Yes, there’s light, so what?” Bo Yanching asked.

Clasping his neck, Nan Jiaojiao pulled him downwards, and he obligingly bent his head, first enveloped by her warm breath, then hearing her whisper in a soft, kittenish voice, “It’s too bright.

I’m a bit shy; it’s not convenient for me to undress you.”

Bo Yanching’s eyes suddenly widened, followed by the spread of a laugh from the depths of his eyes.

“You little madcap!”

He grumbled lowly, holding her as he walked inside.

Reaching for the remote on the cabinet, he turned off all the lights in the house, leaving only wall lights dimmer than the moonlight.

During a brief respite for breath, Bo Yanching freed one hand to unbutton his shirt.

Just as he undid the second button, Nan Jiaojiao held his hand firmly.

“Let me do it.”

Remembering her earlier words, Bo Yanching softly asked, “How would you like to undress me?

Should I struggle a bit, play hard to get, or help you and undress quicker?”

Her eyes flickered, not responding immediately, seriously unbuttoning.

The unclear light, the pressure from the man between the sofa and his chest, and reduced shine from the overhead light blocked by his broad shoulders made it hard to see.

She could only fumble, her fingers poking his abs many times.

“I actually prefer—”

Finally, the last button came undone, Bo Yanching expanded his shoulders slightly, cooperating with her.

The shirt had just been removed to his elbows when she suddenly nuzzled upwards, nuzzling his ear to say, “To top you directly.”

Bo Yanching’s mind exploded like fireworks.

Without further hesitation, he held her tightly as he walked to the bedroom, kissing her fiercely and tenderly, wishing he could swallow her chin as well.

Struggling, Nan Jiaojiao cried out, “The massage bathtub.”

“I know, I’m heading there.”

Without a bath, she absolutely refused to play around with him.

Even in bed, she could roll off, but only when clothed did she somewhat resemble a decent person.

During the time it took to fill the water, neither was idle.

Fortunately, the bathroom heating was strong, or their bodies would have been covered in goosebumps already.

Nan Jiaojiao never left his embrace, and at one point, she asked, “Do you miss me?”

“That’s my line,” he said.

Bo Yanching caressed her face, kissing her lips lightly, “Miss?

Of course I do.”

Nan Jiaojiao giggled, her rare childish playfulness showing through.

Inside, it was warm and tender while outside, the rain began to fall, each burst more fierce than the last, pelting against the window glass, the winding trails of water coalescing into lines and by the late night, the tapping sound of the rain on the leaves gradually ceased.

The rain continued until the morning before stopping.

A wave of cold air passed, the temperature at dawn a few degrees colder than the day before.

Upon waking, Nan Jiaojiao sneezed several times.

Bo Yanching pulled her into his arms, raising the blanket up to just beneath her chin.