The remaining steps, Nan Jiaojiao descended with a bit of a skip.
Bo Yanching leaned against the car door, and as she hopped down, his body moved instinctively to catch her, only relaxing back against the door once he saw she had landed safely.
Nan Jiaojiao ran up to him, looked up at him, and suddenly blurted out, "You're really handsome."
"..." The anger that had been building in Bo Yanching's chest was almost entirely dissipated by her unexpected flirtatious remark.
And every time she said something like that, her eyes were so moist and innocent, without a hint of ulterior motive.
"I know, you're just after my good looks," he said.
Nan Jiaojiao nodded seriously.
Bo Yanching stopped teasing her, opened the car door, "Get in first, it's cold outside."
"Oh."
She bent over to get in, and Han Chuan, sitting in the driver's seat, turned to smile at her; Bo Yanching also got in, and Han Chuan immediately faced forward again, sitting up straight.
