Nan Jiaojiao watched his retreating back, feeling as if a string in her heart was being pulled tighter and tighter.
Just dress up and you don't recognize people anymore?
If it weren't for the fact that she was still nestled in his arms last night, she might have thought that she had just met him for the first time.
Pei Dongshi observed her carefully and asked, "Do you know him?"
"I don't."
Nan Jiaojiao put her hands in her pockets, her eyebrows slightly raised, her brow gently furrowed, and a hint of impatience on her cool little face.
Pei Dongshi caught up with her in a few steps, speaking with deep meaning, "Very few people can affect your emotions, this Bo Yanching..."
Nan Jiaojiao stopped, standing right under the eaves, she looked up at the carved lion on the flying eaves, her dark eyes narrowing slightly, "Senior Brother, is the threshold of the Bo Family too high?"
Pei Dongshi couldn't immediately discern what she meant.
