Xiao Xichen obediently let Cheng Youran hold his hand, occasionally rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand, trying hard to keep his eyes open. It was obvious he was fighting off sleep.
With a ssy-haired head waiting with them by the roadside for a taxi, Cheng Youran gently rose on tiptoe to touch Xiao Xichen’s head, "You can lean on my shoulder if you’re tired. Just take a nap."
Xiao Xichen yawned and nodded, leaning on her shoulder and closing his eyes for a nap.
The ssy-haired single person looked on longingly.
"Madam, you’re really spoiling him too much!"
Cheng Youran chuckled, "It’s because he’s an idiot."
ssy-haired head secretly thought: Master San isn’t dumb at all, you just haven’t seen how cunning he can be!
It was only in front of Cheng Youran that he would play the fool in such a gentle way.
The taxi arrived, and Cheng Youran helped Xiao Xichen into the car. ssy-haired head suddenly rembered sothing, stepping forward and raising his voice, "Madam! Make sure to keep Master San in check! We don’t want him causing trouble!"
Cheng Youran was rendered speechless.
The car drove steadily along the road. She turned her head and gazed at the man beside her.
Xiao Xichen was universally acknowledged as handso, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, a high nose bridge, and well-defined features.
He definitely looked like a male lead from a drama, although most of the ti he wasn’t very serious at all =_=
She poked his face, and Cheng Youran sighed silently to herself.
......
When he awoke, there was a dull ache on his forehead.
Xiao Xichen propped himself up, rubbing his temples, glancing around. Floral curtains, a fresh decor—it was clearly a girl’s room.
Sowhat surprised, wasn’t this Cheng Youran’s room?
He got out of bed. Next to the bed were neatly arranged slippers, and on the bedside table was a glass of warm water along with hangover dicine.
With a thought in mind, he took the hangover dicine, and opened the bedroom door.
The scene before him made him stop in his tracks.
Sunlight poured in through the second-floor windows, which were half open, a breeze wafting inside, lightly swaying the leaves of the pothos.
Cheng Youran was humming a tune, ironing clothes.
Xiao Xichen looked closely and realized it was his shirt.
His throat tightened; this cozy scene felt like a dream, so surreal.
"You’re awake?" The girl’s crisp voice pulled him back to reality.
Xiao Xichen was briefly surprised, scratching his head awkwardly, "Yeah."
Recalling how Cheng Youran previously complained that he was noisy, he didn’t act as goofy as before, but lowered his head like a puppy with its head hanging down.
Instead, Cheng Youran ca over, "Hungry? Do you want to fix you sothing to eat?"
Even though he was very hungry, Xiao Xichen shook his head, "Not hungry."
However, his stomach honestly grumbled loudly.
Xiao Xichen instantly experienced what it ans to get a face-smacking couppance super fast!
"Sit down, I’ll make you sothing."
Cheng Youran turned and went to the kitchen.
She moved quickly, and soon brought out a steaming bowl of noodles. Xiao Xichen’s mouth watered at the sight but he dared not take the chopsticks.
"Relax, there’s no poison." Cheng Youran said helplessly.
Xiao Xichen timidly asked, "Is it really okay to eat?"
"Yes."
At Cheng Youran’s confirmation, Xiao Xichen imdiately dug in like a wild horse freed from its reins, devouring the food voraciously.
Cheng Youran looked at him with disdain, "Slow down! Nobody’s fighting you for it!"
Xiao Xichen, intimidated... imdiately started eating the noodles one by one...
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