Nan Jiaojiao felt a bit dizzy.
Her ears faintly picked up the man's solid voice, "Be good, I'm not angry."
She compromised in a second.
The next morning, Han Chuan brought people over with four rows of clothes racks, full of suits and home clothes.
Han Chuan tiptoed while hanging the clothes into the walk-in closet.
Bo Yanching was washing up in the second bedroom and casually picked an outfit to wear. When he turned around, he saw Nan Jiaojiao standing at the doorway of the master bedroom, barefooted on the carpet, with a frown on her forehead and a hint of cold irritation on her little face.
Very impatient.
Bo Yanching immediately embraced her into the bedroom, "Did I wake you up?"
Nan Jiaojiao glanced at him, obviously grumpy due to just waking up.
"Shall I ask Han Chuan to leave and you can sleep a bit more in my arms?"
Nan Jiaojiao placed a hand on his chest, pushing slightly, "I need to go to the university today."