Chapter 333: Recently the body has suffered a severe deficit

Chu Yao always knew how to seduce a man.

And she could hold on to each relationship well.

She really only used him.

The next day.

Nan Jiaojiao had just woken up, her hand stretched out and touched the cool temperature beside her, she withdrew it and turned over to continue sleeping.

She vaguely heard the sound of running nearby, she pulled the quilt over her ears, wanting to sleep a little longer, but sleepiness had left on its own.

She got up to look for Bo Yanching and saw the door of the exercise room across slightly ajar.

Just as someone was pulling the door open.

“Why are you up?” Bo Yanching turned his head to glance at the doorknob he hadn’t let go of, and seemed to realize something, “Forgot to close it properly, did I wake you?”

He wore a black sleeveless vest and black joggers, with a white towel draped over his shoulders, his hair damp with sweat, his arms and forearms covered in tiny sweat beads, radiating heat as if he had just stood up from a pool of hormones.

Nan Jiaojiao’s initially furrowed brow relaxed as she silently followed the contours of his handsome face down to his abs that were tight against the skin, barely visible.

Suddenly, she remarked, “Your body’s been running on empty lately, huh?”

Bo Yanching’s hand paused, and the force with which he closed the door seemed a bit out of control.

He took a few steps towards her, “Give you another chance to rephrase that.”

Nan Jiaojiao retreated back inside the door, “What I mean is, you’ve been working out pretty diligently lately.”

“I exercise every morning; it’s just that today I woke you up, that’s all.

Wait for me to shower, then I’ll come back to bed and hold you; you didn’t even wake up.”

Bo Yanching wanted to pinch her face, but his palm was sweaty so he gave up, his eyes teasing as he looked at her, “Otherwise, where do you think these abs came from?”

With a look of sudden realization, Nan Jiaojiao obediently moved in, allowing him to enter, her gaze particularly reverent, “Hard work indeed.”

“Hard?

It’s what I should do,” Bo Yanching squinted at her for a while, then went to the wardrobe to get some clothes.

“In a bit, someone from the hotel will deliver the breakfast, just open the door.”

Except for lunchtime, they were always together in the morning and evening, but it was either delivery or dining out.

The kitchen looked really nice and had all the utensils, but it was never used.

Nan Jiaojiao suggested, “How about I cook?”

Bo Yanching’s eyebrow twitched with suspicion, “You’re going to cook?”

“Yeah, I’m pretty good at it.

My senior brothers all love what I make.

Didn’t I cook you steak before?”

Bo Yanching remembered the two plates of almost raw steak, the kind of skill that took just a minute or two to master, which he really didn’t dare to taste.

He was about to refuse, but Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes sparkled, her face full of anticipation, and he swallowed back the words he was about to say.

“Just look in the fridge and make something simple.”

“Sure!”

Nan Jiaojiao quickly finished washing up, let him have the bathroom, picked a wooden hairpin from the dressing table, simply coiled up her hair, rolled up her sleeves, and dived into the kitchen.

A flurry of bustling ensued.

The doorbell rang, Nan Jiaojiao peeked out, thinking Bo Yanching had forgotten to inform the hotel.

She went to the door with a spatula in hand, “No trouble, just hand it to me.”

She reached out her hand, but there was no response.

Looking up, she saw Chu Yao standing outside, his gaze traveling up and down her body, the corners of his lips curling with interest, “Big darling, what’s with the getup?”

The smile on Nan Jiaojiao’s lips stiffened.

She stuck out a foot, gave a hook, and then a shove, slamming the door shut.

“Who was it?” Bo Yanching came out after his shower, noticing her standing behind the door.

Nan Jiaojiao turned around, without blinking an eye, she said, “Some salesperson.”