Chapter 455: My Driving Skills are Better

Nan Jiaojiao arrived just as Bo Yanching had returned to his office.

The door wasn’t closed, leaving a gap the width of a palm.

As she pushed the door open, Bo Yanching was just taking off one sleeve of his suit.

“You’re here?”

The man hurried over, gripping Nan Jiaojiao’s hand tightly, “Why is it so cold?”

Nan Jiaojiao raised the item in her hand to show him, a few small cakes wrapped in two pieces of paper towel.

“The cakes have marshmallows inside, they’re really tasty.

I only have these two pieces, brought them for you to try.”

Bo Yanching was feeling utterly disordered, he took off the other sleeve as well and draped the suit on her shoulders, then took the small cakes and closed the door.

“Just to keep the cakes from getting squashed, you forgot to put your hands in your pockets?”

Nan Jiaojiao looked like she was about to shake her head, then nearly nodded, “Not exactly.”

She turned her pockets out, revealing a hole, the seam had come undone, and there was quite a large tear.

“See, it’s broken.”

Bo Yanching picked it up and took a glance, “Poked through by a boba straw?”

Nan Jiaojiao took a quiet breath, “Is it that obvious?”

She had accidentally grabbed a straw while packing the small cakes, without looking she stuffed it into her pocket.

Bo Yanching pulled her inside, his eyes never left her, “Sneaking drinks with extra ice again?”

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes darted, “Less ice.”

Bo Yanching tapped her forehead, aligned all the cushions on the sofa to one side, pulled her down to sit, and fed her a piece of the small cake, “You can eat sweets, just have less with ice, and don’t drink milk tea at night.”

Nan Jiaojiao remembered the fridge full of milk tea, “I can’t, if I don’t finish them today, they’ll go bad by tomorrow.”

Bo Yanching’s mouth twitched, “Stop talking nonsense, buy fewer cups and they won’t spoil.”

Nan Jiaojiao gave an embarrassed smile.

“Who are you meeting tonight?”

Bo Yanching asked casually.

Nan Jiaojiao blurted out: “Ye Shiqing invited me.”

A bit of the sulkiness in his heart instantly dispersed.

Nan Jiaojiao, of course, didn’t know that someone had been eating vinegar before she came, her tone even more casual than chitchat, “I can’t have dinner with her, but I have to stop by.”

“Do you have a ride?”

Nan Jiaojiao squinted, smiling as she watched Bo Yanching, “You really want to drop me off?”

The man kept a straight face, “Han Chuan can also drive you.”

“Then let Han Chuan do it.”

Bo Yanching paused, and Nan Jiaojiao added, “He drives pretty well.”

After she spoke, she stood up and made to run, since she was really chicken.

Bo Yanching’s arm had barely straightened before he caught her and pulled her onto his lap, wrapping his arms around Xiao Yao and pulling her into his embrace, “My driving’s even better.”

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t know where her thoughts had wandered to; her face inexplicably turned red.

She avoided his gaze, nuzzled into his embrace, and two muffled chuckles fell onto the top of her head, “Starting to tease now, little vixen.”

This time, Nan Jiaojiao was being obedient, “Just occasionally, aren’t I just doing what you taught me?”

Bo Yanching spoke seriously, “Regretting it, is that not okay?”

Sure, it was more than okay.

In the end, Nan Jiaojiao couldn’t out-stubborn him, agreeing to let Bo Yanching take her to Yuecheng Hotel, except the car stopped half a street away.

Ye Shiqing’s call came in, and she immediately asked, “Sister, have you arrived?”

Nan Jiaojiao, hand in pocket, with a Peppa Pig bag swaying on her shoulder, watched the crowd entering and exiting Yuecheng’s entrance, but there was no sign of Ye Shiqing.

“I’m here.”

“Good, I’m in private room 702, just come in and find me.”

“Okay.”

Ye Shiqing sat in the car, watching Nan Jiaojiao enter the restaurant.

The street light on the side cast a reflection on the car window, revealing her coldly curled lips, making her delicate face appear somewhat harsh.