Chapter 688: Baby Which One is Gentler

“Why so suddenly delicate?” Bo Yanching said as he purposely lowered his head to look at her.

“If you don’t want to hold me, I can get down too.”

Though she said that, she was quite skilled at leaning on his chest, showing no intention of actually getting down.

Bo Yanching teased her, “You got up but still want to go down, what kind of dream are you having?”

Nan Jiaojiao laughed in his embrace, “A beautiful one, guess what it is.”

Bo Yanching pinched the soft flesh around her waist gently.

Nan Jiaojiao, ticklish, dodged slightly and accidentally pulled at her wound, crying out in pain, “Be gentle.”

If the White Fox and the others were here, they’d be shocked.

Carrying a bomb to blow up the enemy’s nest and nearly getting burned, she hadn’t even frowned, yet this little injury made her scream as if her bones were broken.

She really was exceptionally delicate.

Bo Yanching lifted her onto the sink, ran his hand down her nose, and hesitantly moved away.

He propped his hands beside her, his upper body pressing down slightly, making her hang onto his neck, or else her shoulders would rub against the mirror behind her.

She was a clean freak, and upon waking up, she wouldn’t touch things in a strange environment.

Bo Yanching gritted his teeth and with a “tsk”, said, “Baby, how gentle should I be?”

Nan Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, then punched him, “Can’t you be serious for once?”

“If I weren’t serious, would you still be sitting here?”

When he had turned on the light as they came in, Nan Jiaojiao looked up, and the light cascading down like stars slowly spread from the bottom of her eyes, gathering on his face.

She tilted her head and smiled, “I’m injured.

Try moving me, and I’ll fall apart on you.”

Bo Yanching squeezed toothpaste and handed her mouthwash first, suggesting she rinse her mouth, then he passed her the toothbrush.

“Open up.”

Nan Jiaojiao almost lost her composure as he spoke those two words with a steady, wanting gaze.

Fortunately, he didn’t fool around while she brushed teeth, but once she was done, he held her and kissed her all the way from the bathroom to the large bed, gently placing her down, his hand cradling the back of her head.

After lingering kisses, his lips parted slightly; he tilted his head to help her tuck stray hair behind her ear.

“Last night I wiped you down and changed your pants.

If you feel uncomfortable, later, I can change them for you.”

Nan Jiaojiao really admired him; he could make such a lecher’s words sound so utterly serious.

If it weren’t for his unyielding gaze on her, Nan Jiaojiao might have mistaken the man on top of her for a saint.

Nestled in the palm of his hand, she rubbed her head against it, then used her nose to nudge his chin, signalling him to lower his head.

She propped herself up slightly, whispered something in his ear.

Bo Yanching’s breath darkened instantly.

He didn’t move, but the hand cradling the back of his head lifted, pulling her closer for a kiss.

Teeth itching with irritation, he said, “Wait till you’re better and then say that to me again.

I’ll see if I don’t sort you out.”

Nan Jiaojiao laughed like a cat that got the cream.

If they stayed in that position any longer, things would get messy.

She didn’t mind, but Bo Yanching, finding it hard to bear, lifted her up, dressed her in a coat, carried her to the sofa, and fed her porridge spoon by spoon.

Nan Jiaojiao’s injuries weren’t severe, she was already thinking of leaving the hospital within a week.

Bo Yanching went to handle the discharge procedures, and Nan Jiaojiao met Bo Shuxian.

He knocked on the door but stayed at the doorway without entering, Nan Jiaojiao walked over, he smiled with a curve at his eye corner.

“Feeling better?”