If one hasn't experienced hardship, innocence cannot be faked, but Bo Nian's innocence is real.
It's not the kind of innocence that's stupid like a pig, but an innocence within a layer of protection.
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It was lively over there, and the kitchen was lively too. It was Xunxun's first time helping in the kitchen. Yuran gave him a small stool and a few potatoes to peel.
At first, she worried he'd cut his hand, but Xunxun had good talent and quickly got the hang of it, repeatedly assuring Yuran that he could do it well.
Yuran laughed to the side, nudged Bo Yan's waist with her wrist, and teased, "Seventh Brother, cooking runs in your family? Look at Xunxun, he looks so skilled. He'll be a master in the future, too."
Bo Yan looked at her teasing manner, found it amusing, and kissed her on the face, "Isn't that good? Won't being a wife make her happy?"
Yuran couldn't argue.
