Airport.
Nan Jiaojiao was holding a cup of milk tea, strolling slowly over, and stuffed a piece of soft candy into Bo Yanching's hand.
He was on a phone call, glanced at her, bit open the candy wrapper, took out a candy and peeled it, then fed it into her mouth.
Nan Jiaojiao generously moved her milk tea to his lips.
Bo Yanching instinctively bent down, just as he was about to touch the straw, Nan Jiaojiao hesitated and took the milk tea away.
He froze for a moment, then, unable to laugh or cry, rubbed her hair.
After finishing the phone call, he pulled her into his arms, "Why didn't you let me drink?"
Nan Jiaojiao pointed out to him, "There's only one straw."
"So what?"
"I'm picky about you."
"..." They've kissed so many times, and she's still picky?
Bo Yanching didn't dare to ask, but pinched her face in annoyance, peeled himself a candy and popped it into his mouth.
His tongue nudged the candy, kid stuff was too sweet to bear.
"Who were you talking to just then?"
