Chapter 654: Doting

“Why does that sound so much like scolding someone?”

Bo Yanching laughed, stretched out his hand to rub Nan Jiaojiao’s hair, and handed her a strawberry.

But as she reached out to take it, he intentionally raised his hand to avoid her.

He wanted to feed her personally.

She lazily lifted her eyelids and glanced at him.

Honestly speaking, Bo Yanching pampered her to the utmost, not only showing the affection of a boyfriend but also the disciplining akin to that of an elder.

Nan Jiaojiao was most lacking in emotional matters.

She didn’t know how to express herself, but she took everything Bo Yanching did to heart.

Gradually, she began to depend on him.

If she had known that this dependence would cause her much pain soon, she would have preferred to withdraw earlier.

The temperature of the hot spring was just right, the longer they soaked, the hotter it became, and all three of them began to sweat.

Nan Jiaojiao lay on the edge of the pool, a plate of leftover fruit by her side, squinting as she watched Bo Yanching teach Bo Qingshan how to swim not far from her, their laughter and chatter ringing in her ears.

With the warm water surrounding her, her body felt limp and her eyelids drooped, hardly able to stay open.

Bo Yanching saw her falling asleep and immediately threw Bo Qingshan into the water, swiftly swimming over to catch Nan Jiaojiao just as her body was about to slide into the water.

He carried her out and draped two bathrobes over her.

Behind him, Bo Qingshan cursed as he spluttered, the splashing noise louder than if a rock had been thrown into the water.

Bo Yanching kindly reminded him, “Stand straight on your legs, the pool should be about one and a half meters deep.”

“…”

That’s so mean!

Laughing at who just barely makes one and a half meters!

Bo Qingshan struggled on his tiptoes and finally managed to stand steady.

When he looked up again, there was no one in sight.

Not worried at all that he might drown, what an uncle!

Bo Yanching indeed couldn’t be bothered with him.

After bathing, he felt Nan Jiaojiao’s hair, unable to tell if it got wet during the bath or while soaking in the hot spring.

He simply unraveled her bun and carried her back to the bathroom.

He found a short stool, sat astride it, placed Nan Jiaojiao on his lap, supported her head with one hand and used the showerhead with the other to wash her hair.

In a groggy state, Nan Jiaojiao opened her eyes, half-squinting at him with glittering eyes.

“What are you doing?”

“Washing your hair, it’ll be done soon.

If you’re sleepy, just sleep.”

Hearing this, Nan Jiaojiao rubbed against him, realizing that his hand supporting her head was cushioned by the edge of the bathtub.

The water flowed into the tub, and her neckline remained dry.

She covered her mouth and yawned, “Okay.”

And she closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

Bo Yanching’s movements with his hands grew even gentler and more meticulous until he had blown dry her hair and carried her into bed, and she had not woken up again.

The peace and tranquility of that night lingered in Nan Jiaojiao’s mind for many years during the days that followed when she ran away.

Dawn arrived slowly, carrying the damp scent of morning soil, with cold winds sifting through the branches, rustling and shaking down fragments of snow.

The temperature in the hospital was very cold.

But in the room, adequately warmed by heating, it was not noticeable.

After waking up, Ling Wei felt a dryness in her throat and coughed softly from thirst.

“Xiao Zhou?”

She tried to sit up a bit, didn’t have enough strength in her elbows, and lay back down, cradling her forehead to soothe herself, closing her eyes and softly calling, “Is Xiao Zhou there?”

“Do you want some water?” a warm male voice resounded in the room.

Ling Wei was startled, opened her eyes but didn’t see anyone.

She turned her head slightly and then saw Mo Suizhi sitting in a wheelchair.

He placed warm water on the bedside table.

“I guessed you would be waking up soon, so I bought breakfast.

We can eat together.”

Mo Suizhi moved to the end of the bed and cranked the bed up.

Ling Wei asked, “Suizhi, why are you here?”