Yuran was about to continue when she saw Bo Yan's increasingly mocking gaze and abruptly stopped. She blinked, "Seventh Brother, why are you looking at me like that? What are you doing?"
Bo Yan rested his chin on one hand, while his other arm carefully protected Zhizhi in his embrace, "Baby, I'm curious, how would you explain if your classmates knew that Zhizhi's father is me?
Well, the more lies you tell, the more difficult it becomes to explain, so start telling me, and I'll see if there are any loopholes."
Yuran: "...I have never thought about this problem before."
Bo Yan hmmmed softly, the sound long and modulated, hinting at a deeper story. Yuran laughed a little awkwardly, and nestled up to him, kissing the corner of his lips, "Seventh Brother, is it that you don't want outsiders to see Zhizhi?"
