Bo Yanqing had been watching her walk away.
He had never seen Nan Jiaojiao bounce around as she walked. Deep down, she was always proper and composed; it seemed her habits were etched into her DNA. Even if she walked slowly, she would never allow herself to lose composure.
This was the first time he had felt her exuberance.
The corners of Bo Yanqing's lips gently lifted in a silent laugh as he reached up to touch his neck where she had bitten him, leaving a ring of teeth marks that bled.
He clenched his teeth in secret, "Little rascal!"
On the third day, Jiang Yu had checked Old Lady Bo's leg and said there was noting wrong, and that she just needed to be more careful from now on.
"Thank you for your trouble; you can name any price for the consultation fee, and I'll pay." Bo Yanqing's tone was much improved from when he had arrived.