Chapter 407: I've Never Been This Short Before

“Now?”

Could Nan Jiaojiao be the type to forget her friends over a romantic interest?

She totally could!

She stepped right out from the entryway.

But just as she lifted her foot, Lu Zhenzhen, more anxious than her, suddenly pushed her, accurately into Bo Yanching’s arms.

“Take her with you; we’ll keep ourselves busy and come up later.”

Lu Zhenzhen immediately shut the door.

Bo Yanching smiled meaningfully, “Got rejected, huh?”

Nan Jiaojiao, unconcerned, “Not at all, but if you find me bothersome, should I knock on the door and go back in?”

Bo Yanching, not willing at all, pulled her back into his arms, “It wouldn’t be nice to reject Miss Lu’s good intentions.”

“What are you saying!” Nan Jiaojiao pouted slightly, and just as her lips curled up, the man kissed her.

The elevator arrived, and Bo Yanching wrapped his arms around her as they entered, reaching the upper floor in the blink of an eye.

Just as they entered the home and before the lights were even on, Nan Jiaojiao was spun around by the man and kissed.

The kiss was aggressively intimate; Nan Jiaojiao didn’t stand firm and stepped back until she was against the wall.

Her shoulders touched the wall and her waist was embraced tightly by the man, pulling her into him.

“My waist!”

During a pause for breath, Nan Jiaojiao tapped his hand, “It’s breaking, it’s going to break.”

Bo Yanching didn’t loosen his grip, but he freed one hand to support her shoulders and brought her back into his arms, then spun her around and sat her on the shoe cabinet.

Both were quite moved, Nan Jiaojiao’s fingers threaded through the man’s short, bristly hair, heads down low, he looked up to meet her, kissing her deeply.

“That’s it.”

Bo Yanching caressed her chin, gently stroking, “If we keep going, forget about cooking dinner.”

Nan Jiaojiao tried to negotiate, “They’ll come up later; we still have time.”

Bo Yanching, with a husky voice, chuckled, “It’s not enough; I’ve never been that quick.”

She stalled, then suddenly felt a rush of blood, her cheeks blushing, and belatedly glared at him, “You’re awful.”

Bo Yanching openly admitted it, “I’m awful but I’m straightforward about it, unlike you, always subtly seducing me.”

Nan Jiaojiao grabbed his tie to pull him back, “This time it was clearly you seducing me.”

Bo Yanching held the back of her neck, pulled her in, and kissed her intensely.

“Baby, does it matter who seduces whom, the end result is always the same.”

Nan Jiaojiao bit her lip, “Drink less tonight, don’t get drunk.”

Bo Yanching understood, laughing, “Okay.”

He took off his tie and let her play with it in her hands while he lifted her down from the shoe cabinet with one hand.

Picking up two bags of groceries from the floor.

“Sure you don’t need my help?”

Bo Yanching rubbed the top of her head, “Go watch cartoons; there are snacks in the drawer, but eat less.”

Nan Jiaojiao thought to herself, being the perfect wife and mother really wasn’t for her, staying out of the kitchen was the way to keep him from worrying.

So she went to the living room guilt-free, turned on “Peppa Pig,” and opened a bag of chips.

She hadn’t finished half the bag when the doorbell rang, accompanied by urgent knocking.

Nan Jiaojiao went to open the door, Chu Yao and Lu Zhenzhen barged in; one headed straight for the bedroom, the other, hearing noise from the kitchen, peeked in and saw Bo Yanching bustling around in an apron, disappointedly exclaimed,

“Have we come too early or too late?”

Chu Yao, utterly disappointed, “Didn’t catch anything; damn it, I even had the camera ready, thought to shoot some explicit content and blackmail a bit.”

Ye Wanting came in last, her cheeks pink, shyly glanced at Nan Jiaojiao, “Jiaojiao, I couldn’t stop them.”

Nan Jiaojiao laughed lightly, “Don’t blame you, my uncle and I hadn’t started anything; they couldn’t have caught anything.”