Nan Jiaojiao supported him as they walked out, "Shall I help you wipe down?"
Bo Yanching was stunned for a moment, glanced at her, "No need, I'll have Han Che come over tomorrow morning, he can do it for me."
"Then let's watch some TV, I'm not ready to sleep yet."
"Still watching that bunch of pigs and abstract little animals?"
Nan Jiaojiao wrinkled her nose, feeling a bit unhappy about his analogy, "They have names, you know, her name is Peppa Pig."
Bo Yanching deliberately dragged out the "Oh", "Peppa Pig."
His tone was like he was coaxing a child.
Nan Jiaojiao didn't care whether he liked it or not, she helped him sit on the sofa, "If not cartoons, let's find a movie to watch."
Bo Yanching handed her the remote control.
Nan Jiaojiao flipped through the channels, purposely choosing a romantic movie with a handsome man and beautiful woman on the cover, and a high rating.
