Chapter 304: I'm not going to the company today I'll stay with you

Nan Jiaojiao lifted her eyelids, but couldn’t keep them open, too sleepy, and closed them again.

Bo Yanching didn’t disturb her, he was also tired and held her as they both took a nap.

By the time they woke up, it was already almost eleven o’clock.

Bo Yanching looked at the cuddly person in his arms, the smile at the corner of his lips never faded, one of his arms was still used as her pillow, slightly sore, yet he carefully extended it out, embracing her along with the blanket, caressing her gently and patting her softly a few times.

He seldom slept until this time.

Even if he dealt with work all night and didn’t have enough rest, he could wake up at six in the morning, his body had long adapted to a fixed routine, almost like a machine.

But now that she was in his arms, he became greedy and didn’t want to get up.

At this point, everything outside must be in total disarray.

Bo Yanching cradled her head, pulled his arm out, gently laid her back on the pillow while holding her, and walked to the bathroom with his phone.

There were quite a few missed calls, from Yaen Chi, Mo Tingshen, and others like Han Chuan.

He returned Han Chuan’s call and gave instructions on what needed to be dealt with before showering.

When he returned, Nan Jiaojiao was wrapped in the blanket, staring at him with big open eyes.

“Did I wake you?”

Bo Yanching had just a towel draped over his shoulders and felt awkward under her gaze, pulling it down to wrap it around his waist.

Nan Jiaojiao: “Don’t wrap it.”

Bo Yanching subtly pursed his lips, quickly drying off the water droplets on his body, walked to the bed, bent down, supported the back of her neck with one hand, lifted her slightly, and lowered his head to press his lips against hers.

Their first kiss of the morning was languorous and sticky.

Bo Yanching’s thumb pressed at the corner of her lips, wiping it away, “You were too tired last night, I didn’t hold you to shower.

Shall we go now?”

“I’m tired and don’t want to move.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s gaze traveled downward, blatantly staring there, “Didn’t you just shower?”

Bo Yanching was unfazed, letting her look if she wanted to.

That direct gaze, if he flinched, it would seem like he was incapable.

“I just quickly rinsed off, didn’t clean thoroughly, we can take another shower.”

Nan Jiaojiao looked up, and just then, a droplet from his wet hair landed right between her eyebrows.

She rubbed her head against the pillow and lightly hummed, “A shower is fine, but don’t touch me, I can’t stand it.”

Bo Yanching spread the drop of water between her eyebrows and smiled with a hint of mischief, “As long as you can control yourself, it’s fine.”

He lifted her out of the blanket, wrapped her in the towel, and sat down directly in the bathtub.

Their lips were swollen from kissing by the time the tub was full.

Nan Jiaojiao, lazy and reliant, leaned on his chest and stilled in his arms.

Her sleep wasn’t that deep; she woke up when Bo Yanching withdrew his hand.

She felt a bit more secure with him by her side.

Before long, indescribable sounds emanated from the bathroom.

When Nan Jiaojiao was carried out, she refused to move even a little, and Bo Yanching blew her hair dry for her.

“I won’t go to the office today; I’ll stay with you,” Bo Yanching kissed her forehead, his voice so tender it could wring out water.

Nan Jiaojiao was so energized by his words that she opened her eyes wide, glancing at him, “Isn’t your company busy?”

“Busy, Han Chuan is there, I’ve already instructed everything for today, we’ll postpone any urgent matters until tomorrow.

I’m staying with you today.”

Nan Jiaojiao shrank into the blanket, wrapping herself up like a silkworm baby, but her head was still resting on his leg, and it seemed somewhat impolite to simply move away.

After a long deliberation, she said tentatively: “Maybe you should still go to the office, I’m planning to catch up on some sleep this afternoon.”