Xiaobao was delighted and, upon seeing the elderly man sitting on the sofa, quickly ran over like a little swallow.
The old master was thrilled to see this little figure rushing over. He tossed his cane aside and stretched out his arms to embrace the little bundle of joy that lunged at him, "Yo, my dear grandson, did you miss Grandpa?"
"Yes, you never come to see me, and Daddy won’t let me visit you either. He always makes me go to kindergarten."
The four-year-old Xiaobao was very fond of this grandfather. Although he looked quite stern, he was genuinely good to him, and it seemed as though he would pluck the stars from the sky for him if he could.
So, seeing the old man now, Xiaobao felt very close to him.
Ou Mucen, seeing the grandfather and grandson having a heartwarming chat, went into the bedroom. He wanted to check on the person who was asleep inside.
However, what he didn’t expect was that, upon entering, he found the person in bed already awake, her eyes—a vibrant shade of green—staring fixedly, blinking at the ceiling above.
What was she looking at?
Ou Mucen knew she had a habit of taking off that thing in her sleep. Seeing her staring motionlessly at the ceiling with those open eyes, he couldn’t help but find it odd, "What are you looking at?"
The girl, who had been transfixed by something above her, heard his voice and finally shifted her gaze away from the ceiling and turned to look at him, "There’s a cat up there."
Ou Mucen looked up toward where she pointed...
Was there a cat there?
His ceiling was designed in a simple, uncluttered style, with nothing much except a crystal chandelier.
How could there be a cat?
He was puzzled, "Where is it?"
The girl lying on the bed blinked and after a moment said, "It ran away, it ran away when you came in..."
It seemed she was dreaming again!
Ou Mucen remembered that since she had come back wearing the thing that Lin Yebai had given her, she often said things that made no sense upon waking. At the time, he didn’t pay much attention. He mentioned that the old master had come over, and then he went over to her bed and picked her up.
Her body was soft and fragrant, especially now in her thin pajamas. Being lifted from the warm cocoon of her bed, the tender softness of her was even more palpable.
"Would you like to change clothes?"
The girl, completely unfamiliar with this world, had no idea that the tall, dark, and handsome man in front of her was already harboring intentions. Hearing the offer to change clothes, she immediately nodded her agreement.
Of course, one should change clothes after getting up. The book says that one must be polite when guests are present and not just wear pajamas around others.
So she let this man carry her to the dressing table in the bedroom, and then she watched him go to the wardrobe to look for clothes.
"Do you like that one?"
"Whatever hubby says."
The tall and handsome man, upon hearing her response, saw his attractive lips curve upwards, and his slender fingers casually picked out from the range of clothes he prepared for her. Moments later, he had chosen a tender green top with delicate white lace trim and a light gray striped skirt in his hands.
Such a youthful color suited her well.