Chapter 162 Together

"..."

Lu Xingche was stunned for a moment, then curled his lips and said, "I'm so handsome, how about I give myself to you?"

Lin Yihuan nodded as if bewitched.

"Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"

Lin Yihuan rubbed her stomach and nodded, saying, "I am a little hungry..."

Lu Xingche carried her to the bed and reached out to stroke her soft, milky-scented hair.

"Wait a moment, I'll go downstairs and get you something nice to eat."

After Lu Xingche left, Lin Yihuan patted her chest and bit her lip, regretting that she shouldn't have given the room key to someone else.

"Aaaaaaah!!"

Lin Yihuan scratched her hair in frustration, rummaged through her suitcase and pulled out her pajamas and some toiletries before running into the bathroom.

...

Lu Xingche, who was at the restaurant downstairs, ordered two cups of hot milk and her favorite dessert. It was late, so she shouldn't eat too much; the little girl's stomach wasn't feeling well, and she couldn't be allowed to overindulge.

Back in his room, Lu Xingche knocked on the door, but the girl didn't open it. He smiled helplessly, took out his room key from his pocket, and went inside. He looked around but couldn't see the girl anywhere…

Lu Xingche placed the milk dessert on the small table, then turned and knocked on the bathroom door, saying, "Huanbao, I brought you some food. Don't shower for too long, or you'll catch a cold..."

A moment later, Lin Yihuan responded softly, "Okay, okay!!"

Lu Xingche, who was waiting next to the bathroom, reached out and unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt, revealing a large expanse of skin.

Lu Xingche's Adam's apple bobbed, and then he raised his hand to rub his temples.

Hold……

Bringing her back would be torture for me!

Lu Xingche turned around, sat on the stool, picked up the glass of milk, and took a sip.

Tsk...

Why doesn't this milk taste as good as Huanbao's?

Is it broken?

This is not suitable for a little girl!

Not long after, Lin Yihuan dawdled out of the bathroom...

Hearing the sound, Lu Xingche slowly turned his head and glimpsed the little girl wearing fluffy pajamas, holding a pink fluffy towel and drying her hair.

Lu Xingche stepped forward, let her sit on the soft stool, and took the towel from her hand to carefully dry her hair and massage her scalp.

Lin Yihuan leaned against him with a look of enjoyment on her face, and Lu Xingche chuckled and said, "So comfortable?"

Lin Yihuan nodded obediently in a soft, sweet voice, "Mmm-hmm!!"

"It will feel even better in a moment..." Lu Xingche raised an eyebrow, and a mischievous smile slowly crept onto his lips.

"..."

Lin Yihuan sat on a soft stool, holding a bottle of milk, watching a detective drama set in the Republican era on her iPad.

Seeing a happy moment, she even pulled Lu Xingche aside and said, "Look, look, he's so handsome! Fourth Master is so cool..."

Lu Xingche reached out and threw the iPad that Lin Yihuan was holding onto the bed.

"Still going to A? A or not...?"

Lin Yihuan pouted, blinked her clear and pure eyes, and looked aggrieved.

Lu Xingche licked his back teeth with the tip of his tongue, then poked her forehead helplessly and said, "It's late, go to sleep quickly, otherwise you won't be able to get up tomorrow and will miss the food street event..."

Lin Yihuan said "Oh," got off the stool, and reluctantly walked to the bedside with the milk in her arms and sat down.

Lu Xingche glanced at the time, took the milk from her hand, and nagged, "Quickly cover yourself with the blanket, aren't you cold? And let me tell you, don't come crying to me when your stomach hurts, I won't comfort you..."

Lin Yihuan gave a blank "Oh," then pouted and muttered, "Whether you coax me or not is up to you!"