After a few seconds, Bo Jinlan looked away from her collarbone: "Why are you so dazed?"

Jiang Yaoyao finally came to his senses: "Ah? Oh, for the top quilt, you can just get a thin one."

Bo Jinlan quickly took off the quilt.

Jiang Yaoyao opened the bottom drawer and found a four-piece pure cotton suit, and then discovered...

Damn she can't pretend!

I can only ask someone for help again: "Can you pretend to be a quilt?"

Bo Jinlan half-leaned against the wardrobe with a casual posture, stroking his chin with his slender fingers: "After some research, it shouldn't be a big problem."

Jiang Yaoyao: "..."

She knew it!

How could a pampered chaebol heir be able to do such a technical job as pretending to be quilted?

then--

After Cheng Runzhi finished the phone call, he took a glass of warm water and went upstairs to go back to sleep. As he passed through the corridor, a scream suddenly rang out.

He frowned and stopped.

Then Jiang Yaoyao's voice came out through the door panel:

"Hey, please slow down!"

"Can you do it?"

"Can you be gentler?"

"Forget it, get out! Get out! Let me come!"

Cheng Runzhi: “…………”

Is his niece so tough in private?

As everyone knows——

In the bedroom, Jiang Yaoyao asked Bo Jinlan to pull the zipper of the quilt, while she herself got into the quilt with the quilt...

After a lot of effort, I finally installed the quilt cover!

Clapping her little hands, she felt full of accomplishment: "You still have to rely on me, right?"

Bo Jinlan raised his eyebrows: "I found the guide."

Jiang Yao puffed up his cheeks angrily: "Okay, I'll give you half of the credit!"

Bo Jinlan looked at her little pufferfish-like face, curled her thin lips, and came to the sofa holding the quilt.

Put the sheets on first, then put the quilt on top.

Jiang Yaoyao also carried the small pillow and put it away.

Done!

She smiled happily at him: "Okay."

The little girl's eyebrows are curved and the corners of her mouth are upturned, revealing eight neat and white teeth. Her whole face is delicate and sweet, and her smile is pure and innocent.

Bo Jinlan looked at her and smiled softly: "It's a pleasure to cooperate."

Jiang Yaoyao blinked his eyes, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "Uh... it's getting late, you should go take a shower quickly."

"good."

When the man entered the bathroom, Jiang Yaoyao pinched his cheek fiercely.

Damn, are you crazy?

Wouldn't it be better to put on a quilt cover and spread out a sofa together? It would actually give the illusion of an old couple...

**

When Bo Jinlan came out of the shower, the bedroom was quiet.

Jiang Yaoyao was lying on the sofa, as if she had fallen asleep.

Bo Jinlan looked at her closed eyes, raised his eyebrows playfully, and walked over.

…

Jiang Yaoyao was pretending to be asleep when she suddenly felt a hand reaching out and touching her neck...

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Jiang Yaoyao screamed in fright.

The mouth was covered.

Then she began to struggle desperately...

Beast!

It's simply so daring!

How dare you mess with her at grandpa's house!

"Don't scream." Bo Jinlan's voice was low.

Jiang Yaoyao grabbed his strong arms with both hands, kicked the quilt crazily with her feet, and glared at him with her peach blossom eyes: "Uuuuuuuu (don't touch me)!"

Bo Jinlan lowered his eyes and looked at her.

He had just taken a shower and was wearing a gray T-shirt and casual pants.

Compared with the image of a business elite man who is always well-dressed in normal times, he is more casual and casual at home at this time, especially the wet black hair hanging softly above his eyebrows, making him look...

Like a male college student.

This seems to be the first time I've seen him dressed up other than shirts and trousers...

wrong!

Jiang Yaoyao suddenly thought of how sexy he looked in the hotel room in the morning with only a small white towel wrapped around his buttocks...

This thought made her face turn red, and soon the heat spread to her ears and neck. The bedroom was quiet, but her heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of her throat...

…

until--

"Here's the medicine for you."

Jiang Yaoyao: "???" She still hasn't come back to her senses.

"You didn't apply the medicine you bought in the morning." After Bo Jinlan finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes slightly, "Or do you want me to apply it for you?"

"No need!" Jiang Yaoyao stood up quickly and grabbed the medicine bottle, "I'll apply it myself!"

Bo Jinlan nodded: "Then you go and wipe it on the bed."

Jiang Yaoyao said again: "???"

Bo Jinlan had straightened up, his expression and tone were serious, and he had a gentle and elegant attitude: "I am a guest after all, and I cannot let the host sleep on the sofa."

Jiang Yaoyao was curious: "Didn't you just say that the sofa is too small for you to sleep on?"

Bo Jinlan smiled: "Before I change my mind..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yaoyao jumped up from the sofa, ran to the bed, jumped on it, took off the quilt and lay down.

It only took a second.

Bo Jinlan: “…………”

**

The sound of wind and rain outside the window gradually became louder.

From time to time, there would be thunder and lightning, lighting up the bedroom into daylight.

Jiang Yaoyao finished applying the medicine and prepared to fall asleep.

But I don’t know whether it’s because I haven’t slept in this bedroom for a long time, or because there is a man in the house...

Anyway, she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

Half an hour later, she couldn't help but pull back the quilt: "Bo Jinlan, are you asleep?"

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Just when Jiang Yaoyao thought he was asleep, the man's deep magnetic voice sounded: "I couldn't sleep because of your noise."

Jiang Yaoyao rolled his eyes and said, "I recognize the bed! Do you blame me for your insomnia?"

She simply got out of bed, ran to the bookcase and got a book, then ran to the sofa and asked, "Can you read this to me?"

Bo Jinlan: “…………”

He was silent for almost 10 seconds.

He seemed really speechless.

Jiang Yaoyao's initial expectations turned into disappointment and even embarrassment. She hummed twice: "Forget it if you don't want to read it! Stingy!"

He turned to leave, but his wrist was grabbed.

The man held her thin white wrist and sat up from the narrow sofa. He took the book in her hand and glanced at it. He half-smiled but said, "Can you fall asleep while reading this?"

Jiang Yaoyao took a copy of "Sample Essays for High Scores in College Entrance Examination English"...

She nodded: "Just read this, I will definitely fall asleep."

When Cheng Runzhi invited Bo Jinlan to be her tutor, his main focus was on English. As a result, she was absent-minded every time she attended class. She was either intoxicated by his beauty or was so stunned by his voice that she lost her mind...

Bo Jinlan's voice belongs to that kind of warm and magnetic bass, not the poor Beijing accent like other people from the imperial capital. When he speaks, his tone is neither fast nor slow, and the speed is neither urgent nor slow, especially when he reads English, just like before

The male dubbing in the translated film is so suave and flirtatious...

A bit nostalgic.

Bo Jinlan was silent again for a while, and finally spoke: "Go and lie down on the bed."

Jiang Yaoyao immediately returned to the bed and lay down.

The floor lamp next to the sofa was turned on. Bo Jinlan sat back on the sofa, opened the book, and spoke a pure English accent slowly.

Jiang Yaoyao turned sideways, looking at the man's handsome and elegant profile under the warm light, and listening to his magnetic and somber voice, her lips slowly raised.

I don’t know how much time has passed...

Bo Jinlan put down the book and raised his eyelids to look at the bed.

The little girl closed her eyes, breathed steadily, and had fallen asleep.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

**

Little Theater Bedtime Stories

Many years later, one night, Baby Bo was acting up and insisted on letting his father tell him a bedtime story.

Jiang Yaoyao put her hands on her hips: "Did mom say it wrong? Why do you have to let dad do it?"

Bo Baobao felt aggrieved: "Brother Mu said that his father would tell him stories every night, why can't my father?"

Brother Mu is the son of Mr. Bo's good friend Xu Fenglai, and he is two years older than Bo Baobao.

"Because dad is busy." Jiang Yaoyao coaxed her daughter, "Unlike your Uncle Xu, who has nothing to do every day but takes care of the baby at home."

"Is that so?" Bo Baobao wondered.

"No." Mr. Bo's yawning voice suddenly sounded from the door, "Actually, it's because I have to tell your mother a bedtime story every night, otherwise your mother won't sleep."

Jiang Yaoyao: "...&"

Bo Baobao burst into tears: "I understand, dad doesn't love me..."
Chapter completed!