Nan Jiaojiao was not used to him at all, swinging her fist to greet him.
This level of force, Bo Yanching could handle, yet he still let out a light groan.
Muffled and sly.
Afterwards, he looked at her with a particularly calm and abstinent expression, "Go take a bath."
Nan Jiaojiao curled her lips, "Playing the decent guy, huh."
Bo Yanching stepped back two steps, restrained and polite, nodded at her, and then took his beloved ingredients to the kitchen.
Nan Jiaojiao stayed in the living room for a while and then went to the master bedroom to take a bath.
There are only two rooms here, the second bedroom has only one bed and a computer desk, not a hint of sitting mark on the chair, apparently not often sat on, besides which there is a smaller study.
So his room was easy to find.
In the bathroom, there were unopened toiletries for women, and Nan Jiaojiao picked out a bottle of body wash.
After showering, she emerged to find Bo Yanching smoking on the balcony.
