Chapter 935: Missing You

Before leaving, Han Chuan kindly told him, “Don’t come to Bo’s again in the future.

Your visit this time was permitted by the Third Master, but if you come again, he’ll break your legs.”

Shen Shichu shivered all over.

Clenching his fists tightly, yet he dared not move rashly.

Both humiliated and angry, he’d never tasted the feeling of being cornered and bullied like this in his life.

The Shen Family’s issues continued to escalate; by evening, some people even vandalized the mall, taking away valuable items, and although Shen Shichu called the police and went with them to the scene trying to stop it, he was already too late.

How miserable he was, Nan Jiaojiao didn’t know, still staying with the film crew, playing around with prop guns when she had nothing to do, and calmly putting the weapon back afterward, sitting gracefully with a cup of milk tea behind the Director.

Returning to the hotel in the evening, she ordered some snacks before taking a shower.

The timing was just right for eating after the shower.

But when the door opened, she stood stunned at the smoky bathroom door, staring at the man suddenly appearing on the sofa.

“Why are you here?”

Bo Yanching raised an eyebrow at her, “Don’t worry, no one noticed.”

Nan Jiaojiao walked over, but before two steps, he’d already extended a hand, pulling her to sit beside him.

“That’s not what I meant.

Aren’t you busy?”

“Busy,” Bo Yanching hugged her, resting his chin in the soft nook of her shoulder, sighing softly, “But what can I do when I miss you?

I had to come and see you.”

Nan Jiaojiao initially wanted to say, didn’t you video call every night before bed?

But a video couldn’t compare to the comfort of having the real person holding you.

She secretly pinched his waist and abdomen, fingers sliding gently along the lines of his abs through his shirt, then tugged at the lowest button, pushing him away slightly, and looked up into his mischievous, smirking eyes.

“Not going to touch anywhere else?”

Nan Jiaojiao furrowed her brows in embarrassed anger, “Bo Yanching, you’re such a lecher.”

He gave an expression like, “What did you expect?”

Nan Jiaojiao tried to stand up and leave, but he pulled her back, “Getting mad just from a joke, so unfriendly?”

“Who’s getting mad!” Nan Jiaojiao stuck her neck out defiantly, “I’m not running away, just going to brush my teeth.”

He raised an eyebrow knowingly, “Why brush your teeth?”

“So I can kiss you.”

She wasn’t shy at this moment.

The little rascal was extremely two-faced in some aspects, especially about lusting after his body, only she could tease him, while a single improper word from him would be dismissed.

Bo Yanching felt that his status with her was quite low.

Refusing to let go, when Nan Jiaojiao couldn’t pry his hands open, glaring at him, he calmly directed his gaze to the spread of snacks on the coffee table.

“It’s too early to brush your teeth; aren’t you eating the snacks?”

“Oh, right.”

Nan Jiaojiao slid down from his arms, sitting on the carpet, opening the nearest box of cold mixed vegetables.

There were also two large boxes, which Bo Yanching helped open.

Inside were spicy shrimp and crabs.

The portion was quite ample.

“Not full from the meal at the set tonight?” ordered so much.

“I just want to try a bit of everything.” Nan Jiaojiao pouted.

Bo Yanching had reason to suspect she was acting cute.

But he fell for it, consoling her, “I didn’t say you were wasteful, try it all; whatever you don’t finish, I’ll take care of it.”

“I really want to eat it all, but I can’t finish it alone; I already told Sister Mi, I’ll share some with them, so it won’t go to waste.”

She knew how to spoil the mood.

Saying this, she really started picking food, filling up a large box with a bit of everything, happily carrying it out.

Bo Yanching truly felt his pampering was in vain.