Tang Nuanning was stunned, her face flushed red in an instant,
"Who, who is behaving indecently?!"
"You."
Tang Nuanning felt like dying of embarrassment,
"You, you, don't talk nonsense! I didn't! Just looking at you counts as indecency? Wishful thinking! Arrogant! A... narcissist!"
Tang Nuanning would never admit it, first retaliating confidently, then quickly turned around to prepare the sauce, her heart pounding.
She wished she could find a crack to crawl into.
Bo Yanchen pursed his lips and gave her a cold glance but didn't pursue the matter.
They had to wait a while for the meal, so he took this opportunity to chat with Baby Shen.
About Tang Nuanning, and also about the Bo Family's ancestral rituals.
Baby Shen was playing with Xiaobai, sitting at the small round table, Xiaobai on top of it, the two of them staring eye to eye.
It was like a staring contest to see who could outlast the other.
Bo Yanchen's expression softened a bit…
