Chapter 464: I'll Prove It to You

Nan Jiaojiao watched him without blinking, her fingers gently caressing the man’s nose and cheek, slowly moving around his neck, lightly pressing against his Adam’s apple.

“I’m so moved.”

She tried to look deeply affectionate, but without any lighting, it was hard to set the mood; and with her straightforward nature, suddenly acting sentimental seemed kind of theatrical.

It immediately made Bo Yanching laugh, “Stop pulling that on me; you beat and kick me all the time, I’ve never seen you feeling sorry.”

Nan Jiaojiao was surprised, “When did I do that?!”

“Shall I prove it to you?”

Bo Yanching quickly unbuttoned his shirt, pulling it down over one shoulder to show her the bruise the size of a baby’s fist on his arm.

This had happened the previous morning when Bo Yanching had come back from exercising, got out of the shower, and got into bed, making too much noise, which disturbed Nan Jiaojiao.

She was half awake and quite irritable.

She had glared at him without saying a word, but that only made Bo Yanching’s heart itch.

He had leaned in to kiss her, and just when he tried to deepen the kiss, she had kicked him in the shoulder.

Nan Jiaojiao swallowed hard, “It was an accident, or should I kick you again?”

Bo Yanching hummed lightly, “Would I ever want that?”

“Actually, I have a suggestion.”

The man raised his eyebrows, looking interested in hearing more.

Nan Jiaojiao leaned close and whispered in his ear, “I can do makeup, even disguise.

If you like, I can woo you every day at home with a different face.”

Bo Yanching’s breath deepened, his hand on her waist tightened, he kissed her impatiently, his voice husky mixed with a stifled laugh, “Where did you learn those sly fox tricks!”

Nan Jiaojiao was lifted into his arms, and she persisted, “Is that a good or a bad thing?”

Bo Yanching laid her in the bed, not answering but instead asked, “Shall we shower first?”

Nan Jiaojiao blinked, “Isn’t it too troublesome to shower twice, before and after?”

The man nodded, “Indeed, let’s shower later then.”

No sooner had he spoken than his kisses fell upon her, not like the shallow teasing ones at the entrance, but this time possessing every part of her fiercely.

After twice, Nan Jiaojiao couldn’t take it anymore, her plea carrying a slight whimper.

Bo Yanching rested his head against her collarbone, “Baby, what if I don’t want to stop?”

Too tired to talk, Nan Jiaojiao just cried out softly.

Bo Yanching kissed her, only then willing to carry her into the bathroom.

Usually by this time, Nan Jiaojiao had no strength and would lean against Bo Yanching, and he would help her wash.

As she was about to fall asleep, she vaguely heard him say, “You don’t need to change faces every day, just occasionally.”

Nan Jiaojiao opened her half-closed eyes, looking up at him puzzledly.

Bo Yanching covered her eyes, “Otherwise, how could I resist you tempting me.”

Through her fingers, Nan Jiaojiao glimpsed the man’s bobbing Adam’s apple, she pressed it with her hand, laughing, “Pretending to be decent.”

“Is being decent useful in front of you?”

Nan Jiaojiao leaned back into his arms comfortably, “Actually, no.”

After the shower, Nan Jiaojiao was hungry, but it was still early, a perfect time for a midnight snack.

Bo Yanching wrapped her up like a rice dumpling, a men’s long down jacket she wore covered her down to her ankles; tucking in her feet, except for her head, she could envelop her whole body.

He carried her to the living room balcony, made a cup of hot milk, then went to check the fridge, asking her, “There’s only noodles, I can make egg noodles, do you want some?”

Nan Jiaojiao turned up her nose, “I want to eat meat.”