She hadn't even looked up when she already smelled that scent of a man—both strange and familiar.
Ye Anran lifted her head, her face blank with surprise, "Uncle Bo..." How come you're behind me?
She had a feeling as if she got caught red-handed doing something wrong, and just like that, her face flushed a deep red.
She thought Uncle Bo was still sitting in the car, but she didn't expect he would be lying in wait here for her.
So awkward...
Bo Jinyu watched the various emotions crossing her little face, ending with a flush of embarrassment; he immediately felt his mood lifting.
Well, the cat-and-mouse game is interesting to play at any age!
In the depths of his long, peach-shaped eyes, there flickered a light teasing smile.
His tone was light and unhurried as he teased, "You look quite rosy? All pink, pink..."
Ye Anran: ...
Uncle Bo, you're being ungentlemanly again!
Here I am feeling embarrassed, and you're making jokes about my embarrassment; that's very unethical!
