Chapter 389: Meeting Gift

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes lit up, and she let go of Bo Qingshan’s hand, darting forward, stopping two steps away, then demurely sat down to one side.

Bo Yanching chuckled softly and gave her a glance, “A hug?”

She waved her hand, “My hands are heavy, better not.

What if I hurt her?”

“No worries, you can’t be that strong.”

Nan Jiaojiao opened her mouth, but said nothing.

She was a woman who was capable of carrying a submachine gun.

This little baby was so small, she was afraid she might accidentally hurt her.

But Bo Yanching evidently underestimated her.

With a lift of his leg and a scoop of his arms, the baby was in his hands and then in Nan Jiaojiao’s arms.

“Try it, Qianqian is very well-behaved and quiet.”

Nan Jiaojiao was a bit stunned, her hands fumbled in mid-air several times before she carefully placed them on the little one and gently hugged her.

“Sister Jiaojiao, this is Qianqian, Bo Qianqian, my uncle’s daughter, just over two years old, almost three in a couple of months.”

Bo Qingshan moved closer and sat beside her.

If it were someone else, he would have been jealous long ago, but this was his dear sister.

Nan Jiaojiao still remembered that the only photo in Bo Qingshan’s room was with Qianqian, she looked even younger in the photo.

The little one was staring at her with wide eyes, curiously, making Nan Jiaojiao’s heart melt as she unconsciously lowered her voice: “Hello, my name is Nan Jiaojiao.”

The childlike introduction made everyone in the living room laugh.

Bo Qianqian curved her mouth in a smile, her eyes turning into crescents, staring straight at Nan Jiaojiao, “Sister pretty, pretty.”

Without another word, Nan Jiaojiao took off her necklace from her neck, and carefully uncurled Qianqian’s clenched fingers, placing it in her palm, “Sister gives you a little gift.”

This was a necklace from E.Y’s new collection that hadn’t hit the market yet; her piece was a sample, made of superior material and much costlier than what the final market version would be.

And just like that, it was given away as a gift.

Qianqian did not accept it immediately.

Although her eyes were shining brightly, she still turned her head to ask Bo Yanching, “Uncle, Third Uncle, sister, give give.”

Her words jumped out one by one, and Bo Yanching understood, nodding, “Keep it.”

Only then did Qianqian take it.

Nan Jiaojiao was secretly amazed, such good upbringing for a two-year-old.

Then the little one took out a piece of milk candy from her pocket.

“Sister, Qianqian, not many, give give.”

She hesitated a moment then reached out her hand to accept it, understanding that Qianqian didn’t have many candies, but she was willing to give her one.

“Thank you, we’ve exchanged gifts, so we’re good friends now, right?”

“Yep!”

Old Lady Bo laughed, “The two little friends, if you’ve finished getting to know each other, come over and have some pastries.

But Qianqian, Great Grandmother has to tell you, you can’t call her sister, who knows, she might be your Fourth Aunt someday, you should call…”

“What aunt?”

Zhou Zining came over, dressed in a new outfit, a white inner layer with a light-colored coat over it, and her hair half-up, making her look even more gentle.

After entering, she first politely called out, “Grandmother,” and then her laughing eyes passed over Bo Yanching, the smile deepening, but her gaze finally landed on Bo Qingshan.

“Just met in the backyard, and you missed Fourth Aunt already?”

She thought that the “Aunt” she had heard from afar was referring to her.

Bo Qingshan curled his lip, “Fourth Aunt, why did you change your clothes, got them dirty?”

He was smart, not directing any animosity towards Nan Jiaojiao, subtly changing the subject.