Bo Yanching was particularly sly; he heard every sweet word she uttered but remained impervious as ever, refusing to agree no matter what.
"Bo Yanching!"
"What's up?" He immediately shot back at her, knowing he had the upper hand, fearing nothing.
Nan Jiaojiao, in a fit of anger, quickly simmered down after being shocked by his response. She stuffed a pillow in her arms, curled up on the sofa almost like a ball. If Bo Yanching were in front of her, she'd definitely throw a tantrum.
"What can I do? I really can't get away. I won't be back until tomorrow."
Bo Yanching nearly burst into laughter.
He found it amusing, and as she swallowed her anger, he couldn't suppress his smile, though he didn't let her hear a single chuckle.
Realizing it was hard to reason with him, she started acting shamelessly.
