The tenderness in his eyes could drown her.
"What time is it?"
Bo Yanching glanced at his watch, "Eight-thirty."
"It's not early," Nan Jiaojiao snuggled against the pillow, originally lying on her side facing the TV, she switched to lying on her back, "Do you want to sleep?"
"Depends on you."
"Then let's sleep. I don't feel like showering, I washed my feet when I changed clothes just now."
Bo Yanching chuckled, "I'll carry you in."
Speaking, he picked her up horizontally and moved towards the master bedroom. He couldn't free a hand to turn on the light, and Nan Jiaojiao couldn't find the switch, so she accepted it.
The bedroom door wasn't closed, and the faint light and TV glow coming in was enough to see the path.
Bo Yanching placed her on the bed. Just as he was about to straighten his half-bent waist, Nan Jiaojiao wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down.
"Are you leaving?"
Bo Yanching raised an eyebrow, "Do you want me to leave?"
