Nan Jiaojiao awkwardly said, "Still a little bit, not really used to it."
"I'll keep that in mind for next time."
Not in front of her, but he would complain about Yaen Chi and the others behind her back, not that it was the first or second time.
Bo Yanching took the box of pistachios, peeled them one by one, placing them in his palm, and when he had about six or seven, he pulled Nan Jiaojiao's hand and placed them in her palm.
Nan Jiaojiao ate one herself first, then fed him one, suddenly remembering to ask, "Have you eaten yet?"
"Not yet. When they dragged you away, I was in the office, handling some urgent matters and rushed over here, couldn't bother with eating."
Nan Jiaojiao suddenly felt a pang of heartache, "Then order something to eat, I'll eat with you."
Bo Yanching turned to look at her, smiling, "Hungry again?"
"No, I just had two small cakes, I'll just nibble with you."
"Then no need to order food, I'll have them make a bowl of noodles. What flavor do you want?"
