Chapter 312: Call me husband and I'll give you my life

Nan Jiaojiao felt a bit dizzy.

Her ears faintly picked up the man’s solid voice, “Be good, I’m not angry.”

She compromised in a second.

The next morning, Han Chuan brought people over with four rows of clothes racks, full of suits and home clothes.

Han Chuan tiptoed while hanging the clothes into the walk-in closet.

Bo Yanching was washing up in the second bedroom and casually picked an outfit to wear.

When he turned around, he saw Nan Jiaojiao standing at the doorway of the master bedroom, barefooted on the carpet, with a frown on her forehead and a hint of cold irritation on her little face.

Very impatient.

Bo Yanching immediately embraced her into the bedroom, “Did I wake you up?”

Nan Jiaojiao glanced at him, obviously grumpy due to just waking up.

“Shall I ask Han Chuan to leave and you can sleep a bit more in my arms?”

Nan Jiaojiao placed a hand on his chest, pushing slightly, “I need to go to the university today.”

“Then have breakfast.

You can wash up and I’ll bring it over by the time you’re done.”

“Okay.”

She hopped off him, only to be pulled back after two steps, as Bo Yanching caught her foot and slipped it into fluffy slippers.

By the time she came out, Han Chuan and those he brought had left.

The house was quiet, and the sound of Bo Yanching placing dishes on the table became the loudest noise.

Nan Jiaojiao went to the walk-in closet to take a look.

Her clothes were untouched, Bo Yanching only took two wardrobes, and the suits with dust covers were crammed together.

After thinking about it, Nan Jiaojiao, unusually altruistic, cleared out two wardrobes for him and straightened up his clothes.

Suddenly feeling moved, she quickly went out and hugged him from behind, “Am I being unfair to you by asking you to move in?”

Bo Yanching patted her hand reassuringly, “Just take responsibility for me, I don’t want anything else from you but your beauty.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes curved into a sweet smile, “You’re so good, Uncle Three!”

“Cut that out, it wasn’t two days ago when calling me Bo Yanching rolled off your tongue so easily?” the man turned around, a hint of laughter in his eyes, his voice casual.

Nan Jiaojiao leaned back, sprung up, and kissed him, “Doesn’t matter, I’ll call you however I want.”

Bo Yanching pulled her back for a deep kiss, his hand cradling the back of her head.

He chuckled, “Then call me that in bed, a few more times.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes rolled, her daring swelling as she teasingly stared at him, “How about calling you a villain then?”

Bo Yanching nodded slowly and deliberately, “That’s fine too, as long as you’re happy.”

He carried her toward the bedroom, and Nan Jiaojiao’s expression changed, “What are you doing?”

“Doing what villains are supposed to, you’ve got an elective this morning, it’s fine to skip, we have enough time until noon.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes widened in shock, her hands grasping his shoulders tightened instantly, her little face defeated and drooping as she pulled on his sleeve, “My mistake, my mistake, I won’t call you that again.”

Bo Yanching set her on the back of the couch, his body pressing down, nose to nose, his bubbling voice containing laughter, “Say ‘husband’, and I’ll give you my life.”

Nan Jiaojiao blinked, “Husband.”

Bo Yanching kissed her, “You’re really good.”

After speaking, he held her waist and lifted her, “Let’s eat first, otherwise you’ll get hungry and complain to me again.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes immediately sparkled with joy as she giggled at him, the kind of giggle that could be heard, her nose crinkled and her porcelain-white face was lively and mischievous.

Just like a kitten, irresistibly scratching at one’s heart.

Bo Yanching also smiled, set her down on a chair, and they had a relatively peaceful breakfast.

After eating, he drove her personally to the back door of Rong University.

Watching her walk away without looking back, he heaved a long sigh.