Nan Jiaojiao wasn't upset at being uncovered, "Don't misunderstand, I came over to read some classics."
Bo Yanching closed the book and stuffed it into her arms but pulled her into his embrace, pinching the back of her neck and pulling her down, kissing her directly.
Nan Jiaojiao secretly laughed, just ready to respond, when he suddenly pulled away, pressing a finger to her lips, keeping a slight distance, and glanced toward the door, "Okay, no more teasing, go back to your own room."
"I won't, who doesn't know about our relationship here at Elder Jiang's and Mist Garden, insisting on arranging two rooms is totally unnecessary."
Bo Yanching chuckled, "Without Elder Jiang's instruction, who would arrange it this way? Since she planned it, let's follow it, be good."
