"Third Uncle?"
Song Yuan glanced lightly at Nan Jiaojiao, asking, "Third Brother, is that your niece?"
"No..." Yes.
"Yes," Nan Jiaojiao's lips curled up slightly, "a distant relative."
Song Yuan was relieved, she must be from Rongcheng, the Bo Family does have many relatives with different surnames.
Bo Yanching wasn't inclined to pamper her, he caught Nan Jiaojiao in front of others, "What are you up to?"
Nan Jiaojiao looked at him, her eyebrows slightly raised, short in stature, making up for it with presence, her face cool and intimidating.
"Hand."
Bo Yanching refused to let go.
How could he dare.
Fearing that as soon as he let go, she'd run off. If she was upset and he didn't console her, she'd be even harder to appease later.
But Nan Jiaojiao was like a small Tibetan Mastiff ready to bite, her lips set tightly, she snapped, "Let go!"
Bo Yanching hesitated for a moment, released her hand, but positioned himself where she might run, "Let's have a nice chat, no fussing."
