Nan Jiaojiao suddenly raised her head, just in time to catch Bo Yanching's hand that was still resting on the car window button.
She gave his shoulder a shove, "Can't you go a day without teasing me? Is your whole body uncomfortable if you don't?"
"It's my heart that's uncomfortable."
Oh, he actually responded!
Nan Jiaojiao threw two more punches, "Let me down!"
Bo Yanching refused, "Just wait a bit longer."
"Wait my ass! Isn't it dead over there!" Nan Jiaojiao blurted out.
Bo Yanching was quite taken aback. Even as a grown man, talking about his own body came with some embarrassment, yet she spoke with an unreasonable confidence.
"Could you at least disguise your words a bit? It's quite hurtful."
"Oh."
That's it?
Bo Yanching gritted his teeth. He was originally planning to let her down, but now he was even more reluctant to do so.
