Resigned to his fate, he drank the sobering soup and carried Nan Jiaojiao to the balcony to watch the stars.
"Is your grandfather back yet?"
Nan Jiaojiao's eyelids twitched, "What's wrong?"
Bo Yanching captured her fingers and kissed them, "Sweetheart, how about I marry you?"
Nan Jiaojiao felt weak all over, sitting up from his embrace in astonishment, speechless for a long moment, forgetting to speak.
"Scared silly?" Bo Yanching chuckled lightly, "We can also get engaged, and get married after you graduate. When will you take me to meet your grandfather? I don't know the customs on your side, or how much the bride price should be."
Nan Jiaojiao covered his mouth, "Are you scaring me?"
Bo Yanching raised an eyebrow, removing her hand, "So you're saying, you didn't plan to take responsibility for me?"
"..." She wasn't that kind of woman.
"Didn't we say it's for the New Year?"
"No going back on your word."
Nan Jiaojiao nodded, "I won't. I'll take responsibility for you."
