She not only murmured but also bowed sincerely.
Just as her head was nodding halfway, she suddenly realized she was holding a skewer between her hands, hurriedly put down the barbecue, and turned her body aside to bow to the black and white photo.
Bo Yanching was right next to her.
She didn't need to say anything; just this small action, he knew what she was doing.
He handed her a lamb skewer and leaned closer to her ear teasingly whispering: "Eat, Dad has approved."
Nan Jiaojiao gave him a startled glare, "Have some respect; don't make fun of Dad!"
The man raised his eyebrows and laughed, saying, "You call him so smoothly."
"What's wrong?" Nan Jiaojiao hesitantly moved her small head in front of him, "Is it inappropriate?"
She asked quietly, absolutely afraid of people nearby hearing and making fun of her.
But in front of Bo Yanching, there's no such thing as embarrassment.
