"Don't worry, I've already talked to Grandma."
"When?"
"Just now, when we came in, you went to get some water, and I called Grandma."
Nan Jiaojiao thought back. She had distanced herself a bit out of shyness, pretending to drink water, but she hadn't actually sipped any. At that time, he did make a call, but his voice was so soft, and with her mind in chaos, she hadn't paid attention. So it was a call to Grandma.
Nan Jiaojiao's tense lips curled up a bit, and she let out a weak whimper, "Grandma must be really mad at me for stealing you away behind her back."
What kind of description is that?
Bo Yanching was both exasperated and amused. He didn't correct her inappropriate wording, just tilted his head to glance at her, his eyes filled with a few teasing smiles.
"Then you better take responsibility for me, got it?"
"Don't worry, I do have that bit of responsibility."
Her stance was utterly shameless, exuding an inexplicable confidence, standing perfectly straight.
