"Do you believe I'll beat you up?"
"I believe you," Bo Yanching split a dumpling in half and fed it to her. "But I'm not afraid. You can't beat me."
Nan Jiaojiao's eyebrows twitched, she felt so exhausted like a dog that anger seemed like a waste.
She hadn't eaten much, so Bo Yanching packed some for her, and after she showered, he took her to work. He handed her the warm little pork buns, and she reluctantly ate two.
At the company's entrance, he zipped up her jacket and held Nan Jiaojiao's hand as he kissed it.
"Be good. If anything's troubling you, don't hide it from me. Tell me, I can solve it all for you."
Nan Jiaojiao looked perplexed, "What would I be hiding from you?"
He slightly raised an eyebrow, "Who did you call out for in your sleep last night?"
Nan Jiaojiao thought hard, but it was impossible to recall what one says in a dream, she thought for a while, feeling oddly guilty under his gaze, she awkwardly leaned against the car door.
