Nan Jiaojiao elegantly rolled her eyes.
Of course, she avoided the camera so he couldn't see her.
She put her phone aside, fixing it in place so that the lens would only capture from her shoulders upwards.
Bo Yanching couldn't help but laugh, "Guarding against me?"
"Ah!" Nan Jiaojiao nodded vigorously, "Isn't it obvious?"
Bo Yanching leaned sideways on the armrest of the sofa, propping his head with his hand, watching her intently. His eyes sparkled, and amidst the slight ripples, reflected only her image.
In the end, he still had his way.
Nan Jiaojiao always had moments when she couldn't guard herself, but she didn't panic. Even though her phone fell, she didn't pick it up immediately. After drying the water off her body, she picked it up, wiped it with a tissue, and then lazily supported it after lying in bed. She pulled Bo Yanching's pillow slightly apart, placed the phone on it, and turned on her side to sleep.
"Goodnight."
