Nan Jiaojiao stared at him, her eyes slightly curved, smiling mischievously, "Would you beat me to death if I said I wouldn't marry you?"
"How could I bear to!"
Bo Yanching's gaze deepened, his thin lips tightly pressed, "Try not marrying me."
Nan Jiaojiao wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down, and kissed his cheek. She didn't let him lift his head, whispering into his ear, "Yes, I'll marry you."
Bo Yanching's heart bloomed with joy, and he picked her up, heading towards the bedroom.
Nan Jiaojiao immediately let go, pointing to her stomach, "I'll really throw up, don't mess with me."
"I'll run you a bath, cover you with a cozy quilt, and then discuss properly how to marry you."
Nan Jiaojiao wrapped her arms around him again, "Oh, such a hassle."
"No need for courtesy," Bo Yanching's lips slightly curved, visibly pleased, "We're all family."
Bo Yanching bathed her quickly.
