"Huh?"
Nan Jiaojiao had just taken a bite of durian pastry. Hearing him speak, she looked at him blankly.
Bo Yanching ruffled the top of her head, "I said you're cute."
Her mouth was full, cheeks puffed up, and she squeezed out a sound through the gaps, "Thank you."
The kid is quite polite.
Bo Yanching chuckled helplessly, shook his head, and with one hand on the steering wheel, turned left at the intersection.
By the time they arrived at the equestrian club one after the other with Lu Zhenzhen, it only took a moment for Nan Jiaojiao to be whisked away by Lu Zhenzhen.
Bo Yanching, full of resentment, exchanged a resigned glance with Bo Qingshan, who, less confident, quietly gripped the reins, gently nudged the horse's belly, and in a muffled voice said, "Giddy up..."
In Bo Yanching's eyes, both he and the horse were limping slowly towards the ditch.
Bo Yanching had no choice but to intervene, riding after them to ask, "Really don't want to study advanced math?"
