Chapter 974: Let's Go Public

“No!”

Could she really be so dumb not to realize this was a trick question?

Immediately, she obediently leaned in and gave him a peck.

Bo Yanching didn’t dodge, and even kissed back, but his expression remained stern, showing no sign of being in a better mood.

Nan Jiaojiao suddenly forgot what she wanted to say.

“Oh well, I can’t hide you away forever.

If you want to, just, just…”

Bo Yanching waited for a long time but didn’t hear the second half, “Just what?”

Nan Jiaojiao suddenly lifted her drooping head and firmly pursed her lips, “Just go public, I’m not afraid of anything.”

Bo Yanching’s lips subtly curved up, but he suppressed the smile before it could show, coughing lightly to cover it up, “Really?”

Nan Jiaojiao hesitated for a moment, “Really!”

Bo Yanching’s features relaxed, but he kept a straight face, though his voice sounded pampered to the core, “Our Jiaojiao is so good.”

Nan Jiaojiao ducked away, sneaking through from under his hand, and ruffled her hair atop her head, “Ours?”

His brow twitched slightly, warily saying, “Mine, mine.”

She was satisfied with this answer, leaned in to kiss him, then flipped off of him and ran into the bathroom.

Bo Yanching had been lying on his side to talk to her.

When she moved over him, he lay back down, watching the open bathroom door, the light casting her slender and tall shadow onto the door.

Nan Jiaojiao had just spat out the water from her mouth, looked up, and saw Bo Yanching in the mirror.

She rinsed her toothbrush and snuggled back into his arms.

Bo Yanching held her forehead with one hand, gently pushing her back a bit, looking at the toothpaste foam at the corner of her mouth, “Did you do that on purpose?”

“Mm,” Nan Jiaojiao tiptoed, “You wipe it.”

He chuckled softly, “Owe you that.”

Bo Yanching pulled down his sleeve to wipe her mouth.

Nan Jiaojiao pursed her lips cooperatively, feeling no more stickiness at her mouth, “How about breakfast with you?”

“Going to a restaurant?”

“What’s good at the restaurant?

Chu Yao and I always sneak out to eat,” Nan Jiaojiao took out her phone, “There are several authentic Sichuan restaurants around the film city, I’ll take you there.”

Bo Yanching raised an eyebrow in surprise, “You could even find authentic Sichuan cuisine here?

Have the sweet flavors finally annoyed you?”

“I still eat sweet and sour.”

Nan Jiaojiao answered smoothly, pushed him into the bathroom to wash up, and went to the closet to pick clothes while checking the route.

When he finished washing up, she pulled him out.

Bo Yanching didn’t really want her to hold his hand, worrying about the young girl’s thin skin and fear of being seen.

But since she took the initiative to hold it, if he pushed her away, who knows how she’d react—or maybe she wouldn’t react at all but just one disdainful look would keep him bothered for days.

Forget it, the habits he had indulged her in, he had to bear with them.

The car drove out, and Nan Jiaojiao directed the way with twists and turns until they reached a narrow alley where the car couldn’t go further.

They had to park on the side and walk a bit to finally arrive in front of a restaurant whose decor easily revealed its cuisine type.

Bo Yanching was amused, “How did you find such a winding place?”

“The power of a foodie!”

Bo Yanching found her playful mischief quite endearing, reaching behind her neck to pinch, “Impressive, quite capable.”

Nan Jiaojiao leaned against his arm with his pressure.

Considering it was early morning and not suitable for heavy, spicy food, Nan Jiaojiao ordered a few mild dishes and a basket of beef dumplings.