Nan Jiaojiao couldn't stand it and was about to throw up. Bo Yanching didn't even think about it, he reached his hand in front of her mouth, ready to catch it with his hand if she really did.
Nan Jiaojiao happened to glance at his hand, and the thought of that image made her refuse to throw up, even if it killed her.
"I want to drink milk."
Bo Yanching chuckled twice. This kid was really obedient; she didn't make a fuss or cause trouble when drunk, she just wanted some milk.
"There's none in the car, we'll need to buy some."
There was a supermarket nearby, Bo Yanching leaned in close to her, coaxing softly, "Come with me, we'll buy milk, and I'll get you an ice cream too."
Nan Jiaojiao lifted her eyelids to glance at him, shook her head sluggishly, "I don't want to go. There's cold air conditioning inside, it feels stuffy."
"Then what should I do? Leave you alone here while I go buy it? Can I rest assured?"
"Of course, you can. I'm not a child."
