"I wouldn't dare sneak around behind your back. You pin every kind of trouble on me—have I been spoiling you too much lately or what?"
His words sounded like a scolding, but his expression was so doting it was almost syrupy.
Nan Jiaojiao was used to pushing her luck with him. She snorted, "Because I'm sitting here watching you, is that it?"
"Me chickening out has nothing to do with whether you're watching or not."
Nan Jiaojiao was instantly amused. She let go of his waist, wanting to get up from his arms, but Bo Yanching refused to let her go, making her thump him once and scold, "It's just a sneeze, I'm not sick. No need to go back for medicine, I don't like taking it."
Total childish logic—who actually likes taking medicine.
"Third Uncle!"
Bo Qingshan was hanging off the car door, glaring over like a little tiger. "Are we going or not? Qianqian and I are gonna be late. Why are you hogging my Sister Jiaojiao!"
