Bo Yanching had been accompanying her in sleeping in, and when she woke up one day to find he wasn't there, she found it strange.
She sat up and called out, "Bo Yanching."
"I'm home."
The bedroom door was ajar, and his voice came from outside. Just as Nan Jiaojiao heard footsteps, he was conveniently outside the door when she called.
Nan Jiaojiao slipped on her slippers and went out. Bo Yanching was holding a bowl, and she hugged him from behind, sniffing, "Smells so good."
Bo Yanching turned around and wrapped her in his arms, "What smells good?"
Her eyes darted to the table, "Not you, the food you made. What is it?"
"Stew, we're having noodles with stew today. I was waiting for you to wake up before cooking the noodles."
Nan Jiaojiao's sleepiness vanished instantly, "Then I'll go freshen up."
