Lin Qinghuan and Wei Xiao, exhausted from their long journey, finally returned to the city. The car drove to Lin Qinghuan's villa, where Lin Qinghuan showed Wei Xiao around.
“The villa is nice, but it still needs some tidying up. You come home with me to rest first, and I’ll have Wang Ma bring two people over to help you get everything sorted out. You can come back tonight to leave,” Wei Xiao said.
There were no outsiders in the villa. Lin Qinghuan reached out and hugged Wei Xiao's neck, kissed him on the cheek, and said happily, "We can see each other more often from now on."
Looking at Lin Qinghuan's charming smile, Wei Xiao's brows were filled with amusement. "Although we can't be together every day, I will come to see you whenever I have time."
Lin Qing smiled and nodded, nestling in Wei Xiao's arms.
Wei Xiao replied to Lin Qinghuan with satisfaction. The two lingered for a while before returning to the Wei family home.
When Wei's mother and grandmother saw Lin Qinghuan, their faces were filled with surprise and joy.
Grandma Wei held Lin Qinghuan's hand and said with a smile, "Qinghuan, I'm so happy to see you're alright."
Looking at the bandage on Lin Qinghuan's face, Wei's mother asked with concern, "Qinghuan, what happened to your face?"
"Lin Piaoxue cut me with a fruit knife while I was unconscious," Lin Qinghuan said.
Upon hearing Lin Qinghuan's words, Wei's mother and grandmother showed a surge of anger. How important is a girl's face? How could Lin Piaoxue do such a thing?
Mother Wei quickly asked, "Is it alright?"
Lin Qinghuan said nonchalantly, "It's okay, it'll be fine in a few days."
"Stay away from your sister from now on," Grandma Wei said, frowning.
"I will!" Lin Qinghuan said, looking at Wei Xiao with deep affection, and smiled shyly. "Grandma, I will stay in the city from now on and stay with Wei Xiao. I won't go back to Baiyun Village."
Mother Wei and Grandma Wei couldn't stop smiling after hearing Lin Qinghuan's words.
Lin Qinghuan chatted with Grandma Wei and her mother, and told them about the latest events that had happened in the Lin family.
Seeing that Grandma Wei and the others had been chatting for a long time and still couldn't stop, Wei Xiao had no choice but to say helplessly, "Grandma, Qinghuan is still very weak, and you also need to rest. Save what you have to say for later. You should all go back to your rooms and rest."
“Mom, Xiao is right. Qinghuan will stay here and won’t leave. You can see each other every day and have plenty of time to chat,” Wei’s mother advised.
"Okay, whatever you say." Grandma Wei said as she stood up, and her mother helped her to rest.
Wei Xiao instructed Wang Ma to take two people to help Lin Qinghuan tidy up the villa before pulling Lin Qinghuan upstairs. When they arrived at his room, he opened the door and led Lin Qinghuan into the room.
"Qinghuan, rest in my room for a while, and go back after dinner."
Lin Qinghuan looked around Wei Xiao's room; the decor was simple and elegant, and it looked very comfortable.
Lin Qinghuan was indeed a little sleepy after sitting in the car for several hours. She walked to Wei Xiao's bedside, lay down on Wei Xiao's bed, and relaxed completely.
Wei Xiao sat down next to Lin Qinghuan, who turned to look at him. "Aren't you going to rest?"
"I'm not tired!" Wei Xiao said.
Lin Qinghuan said disbelievingly, "You're lying. How could I not be tired after driving for so long?"
"I'm not lying to you, I'm really not tired." Wei Xiao said, pressing down on Lin Qinghuan. "You seem to be in good spirits, how about we do something else?"
"I'm tired..." Lin Qinghuan's words were cut off by Wei Xiao's kiss, and their breaths mingled together.
Wei Xiao was young and impetuous, and Lin Qinghuan was the woman he loved. When the kiss ended, his eyes were filled with undisguised desire.
Wei Xiao buried his face in Lin Qinghuan's neck to calm his physical urges.
The warm breath brushed against Lin Qinghuan's skin, making her feel hot all over. She shyly pushed Wei Xiao away, making him stand up. Wei Xiao, breathing heavily, stared at Lin Qinghuan, looking at her flushed cheeks and slightly swollen cherry lips. A misty layer appeared in her beautiful, clear eyes, a hint of charm in her innocence, and his gaze became even more intense.
Wei Xiao's warm breath brushed against Lin Qinghuan's face, and Lin Qinghuan shyly closed her eyes.
Lin Qinghuan was already 24 years old in the 21st century, an adult. She knew what she should and shouldn't know. Seeing Wei Xiao's expression, she knew he was moved by love.
"Wei Xiao, get up quickly," Lin Qinghuan said apologetically.
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