Chapter 725: Thinking Ahead

The two of them were of similar build and both averse to the cold; the bulky styles that others found unappealing just happened to strike a chord with them.

Nan Jiaojiao’s selfie deliberately revealed the embroidery on the left side of her chest that read “The Empress’s Killing”.

Her fingers were holding that spot, her face slightly lifted, vaguely exuding a triumphant air.

Bo Yanching quickly replied, “My wife is really beautiful.”

Nan Jiaojiao said, “I’m showing you my clothes, I’m at the start of filming.”

“The clothes aren’t as pretty as you.

Pull the hat up and take another picture for me.”

Nan Jiaojiao sent a husky with a grinning face emoji, “I don’t want to.”

“Be good, I miss you a lot.”

Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

Just reading the words he typed, she could automatically conjure up an image of Bo Yanching’s doting expression in her mind.

She held her phone up with the brim of the cap a little higher, revealing her forehead and hooking out the strands of hair pressed under the baseball cap at her temples.

With her profile facing the light, she took a picture.

But the result was a bit overexposed—the half of her face swallowed by light and shadow was barely visible, and the features on the other side of her face were vague.

Bo Yanching said helplessly, “Are you just brushing me off like this?”

Nan Jiaojiao was annoyed.

Although she was confident in her astonishing beauty, she rarely took selfies; taking two photos for him was already the limit of her patience.

“I can’t take them well, if you don’t like it, just delete them.”

Bo Yanching raised an eyebrow.

Teasing her until she gets annoyed, huh?

“Fine, fine, I won’t force you.

I’ll take my time when I get back.”

Nan Jiaojiao tapped the screen a few times, “I’m busy, can’t talk anymore.”

“How long until you finish?

I’ll have Han Chuan come to pick you up.”

“I don’t know, I’ll be with Chu Yao in a bit, she’ll take me home.”

Bo Yanching: “Call me on video when you get home?”

“Mhm.”

Bo Yanching waited, but when he didn’t get another message, Nan Jiaojiao didn’t reply either.

The little ingrate—her nerve was getting bigger by the day, and now she was becoming more skilled at giving him the cold shoulder.

“What are you looking at?”

A woman’s voice came from behind.

Bo Yuman carried a cup of coffee in one hand while the other was in her pocket.

She was dressed in a slim coat and pair of utility pants, her hair tied in a low ponytail, simply bound with a black hairband.

She was Bo Yanching’s second sister, from the same parents, bearing a 70% resemblance to her brother.

There was a rare vitality in her eyes.

She was like a man in a woman’s body, with no interest in the cosmetics and bags that other girls loved, instead fascinated by horse riding and firearms.

Currently, she was the captain of the third squad in the special police force.

“My wife,” Bo Yanching replied openly.

“Really?

I thought grandma was pulling my leg.

Someone your age actually wants you?

Ever used that thing?”

Bo Yuman sat on the armrest of the sofa next to him, looking at him with concern, “You don’t have premature ejaculation, do you?”

Bo Yanching was caught between laughter and tears, “Where did you hear such rumors?”

“Need rumors for that?

My eyes are the measure, which part of your body can’t I accurately judge?”

As she spoke, she unabashedly stared at Bo Yanching, lingering deliberately on a certain area for three seconds.

She was used to being in the special police force, practicing frequently with her peers and underlings, hence she was very straightforward and didn’t mince her words.

Bo Yanching held his forehead, “Could you tone it down a bit?

And you’re saying I’m old, but I still call you ‘second sister’.”

“Oh, that’s my shame.”

Bo Yanching: “…”

What kind of strange thought process was this?

“Where’s your girlfriend?

Let me see.”

Bo Yanching was just about to find a beautiful picture of Nan Jiaojiao.

He had many stored in his phone, mostly candid shots he took, especially when she was sleeping.

But as soon as he flipped his phone over, it was snatched away.