Wen Liyu's expression and tone were very calm, as if she was unaware of the problem.
This is so intimate.
Fu Wenting subconsciously wanted to refuse, and the words of refusal went around in his mouth twice, but he didn't utter them out loud.
"Uncle, I'm counting on you." Wen Liyu reached out and grabbed his clothes, looking up at him eagerly.
"..." Fu Wenting rescued the hem of his clothes, turned around and went into the house without closing the door, "Go and choose for yourself."
Wen Liyu pursed her lips slightly behind his back, suppressing her smug smile.
She followed her uncle's gaze, walked to the wardrobe, rummaged through it, and picked out a white shirt that had obviously been worn many times.
Holding the white shirt in her arms, Wen Liyu smiled obediently, "Thank you, uncle. I'll go back to my room then."
Fu Wenting's eyes swept over the shirt and he nodded lightly, "Yeah."
Strange images kept flashing through his mind. He couldn't see clearly, but they made him feel restless and irritable.
He was thinking about something and didn't notice Wen Liyu approaching him.
Only when her body pressed against him did Fu Wenting suddenly come back to his senses.
Wen Liyu waited for him to come back to his senses before leaving his arms and shyly trotting out the door.
A hug that left a faint mark on him and separated at the touch of a finger.
"Good night, uncle." She poked her head out from behind the door and closed it.
Fu Wenting sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at his chest, feeling his heart beating faster and faster.
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"Host, host, wake up."
Wen Liyu opened her eyes dazedly. The system kept calling in her head, making it impossible for her to sleep. "What's wrong?"
"It's thundering, host." The system said, "Didn't you ask me to wake you up?"
"Oh..." Wen Liyu immediately thought of her plan, sat up from the bed, and muttered to herself, "I'm afraid of thunder, afraid of thunder... It's so scary..."
Before she got out of bed, she grabbed the pillow and held it in her arms, then walked towards her uncle's room with red eyes.
Wen Liyu stood in front of the door and hesitated for a moment. Suddenly, a white light flashed outside the window, splitting the dark night.
Thunder exploded in her ears, startling Wen Liyu so much that her body trembled violently.
"Uncle?" She raised her hand and knocked gently on the door, her voice trembling with fear, as if she was about to cry out in the next second.
Fu Wenting woke up when Wen Liyu walked to the door. At first he thought it was the aftereffect of a dream, and his temples were throbbing.
He actually...actually dreamed of his niece.
In the dream, Wen Liyu tilted her head back, looking at him with her beautiful, watery eyes like a deer's, and her rosy lips kept opening and closing.
"uncle…"
Fu Wenting pinched the bridge of his nose. The sounds of his dreams and reality intertwined together, making it almost impossible for him to tell whether he was still in a dream or not.
He heard the rustling of clothes outside the door.
The subtle sound was like a hook, pulling him out of his long dream.
Fu Wenting got out of bed, walked towards the door with slightly messy steps, and opened it.
He looked down and saw Wen Liyu leaning against the door, curled up in a small ball, like a kitten abandoned on the street, so pitiful that it made people feel soft-hearted.
"Uncle..." Wen Liyu buried half of her face in the pillow. Her thin body was only wearing a shirt and she was shivering in the cool night.
She tilted her head to the side, her fair and slender neck was straight, and her eyes only shone brightly when she looked at him.
But now that little light has become very dim, making Fu Wenting's heart hang high, "You..."
Just as he opened his mouth, a white light flashed outside the house again. Wen Liyu's body immediately stiffened. She subconsciously closed her eyes and buried her face in the pillow.
Although she was prepared, she still trembled with fear when the thunder sounded.
"Xiaoyu." Fu Wenting squatted down and looked at her seriously. "Are you afraid of thunder?"
Wen Liyu nodded like a weak little animal, "Hmm..."
"Uncle." She revealed a slightly red eye and looked at him cautiously, "Can I sleep with you?"
Fu Wenting's breathing stagnated, and the winding fragments of the dream immediately returned, circling and playing in his head.
"No..." His Adam's apple rolled and he pursed his lips, wanting to reject her.
Wen Liyu immediately knew the answer from his expression, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows drooped in disappointment.
She didn't want to listen to her uncle's rejection, so she took the initiative to speak, "I'm sorry, I was rude to you..."
"I'll be back soon, it's okay... There's a cabinet in the room..."
Fu Wenting frowned, "Cabinet?"
Wen Liyu opened her mouth but didn't say anything. She just looked at him with pitiful eyes.
"...Come in." Fu Wenting couldn't explain what he felt in his heart. He sighed, held her arm, and wanted to help her stand up.
After Wen Liyu stood up, Fu Wenting's dark pupils shrank and he immediately turned his head away and stopped looking at her.
She was only wearing the shirt he had given her. The shirt was not transparent, but Fu Wenting could see her slender and graceful figure, her slim waist and her thin, straight legs through the light, which were all shocking his nerves.
Fu Wenting stopped looking at her, let go of her arm, and walked in front of her.
The sound of footsteps behind him reminded him that his secret and private room had been broken into.
Wen Liyu entered the room under the guidance of her uncle. She climbed onto the bed first and wrapped herself in the quilt before she breathed a sigh of relief.
She put away the pillow she brought, lay down obediently, and turned her head to look at her uncle who was still standing by the bed.
"Uncle, why don't you come up?"
Fu Wenting paused, "Uncle is guarding Xiaoyu."
"Go to sleep." He wrapped her whole body with the quilt, leaving only her head exposed.
"Uncle, let's sleep together. It's still early and you can sleep for another five hours." Wen Liyu reached out and patted the empty space next to her.
The shirt cuffs were too big and slipped down to his elbows. Fu Wenting looked away and stood up to refuse, but his shirt hem was pulled.
Wen Liyu half-sat up on the bed. The oversized neckline exposed a large area of her fair chest, delicate collarbone, and the seductive round curve.
She looked at Fu Wenting innocently and dependently, her voice soft and sticky, the ending sound like a little hook, "Uncle, let's sleep together, otherwise I won't be able to sleep well."
Fu Wenting was hooked and unknowingly followed her wishes. When he lay down and smelled the sweet scent in the quilt that did not belong to him, he suddenly came back to his senses.
His body was so stiff that he couldn't move even when he tried to get up.
There was a slight friction sound beside him, and his fingers were carefully hooked by someone. Although only a small area was hooked, Fu Wenting felt as if his whole body was on fire.
"Uncle..." Wen Liyu's eyes were bright even in the darkness. With someone accompanying her, she was no longer afraid of thunder, and a sweet smile appeared on her lips again.
She gently rubbed the pillow and said shyly, "Good night, uncle, sweet dreams."
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