However, Housekeeper Chen hadn’t been downstairs for long before receiving another call from Yan Yan.
"Bring another glass of milk up."
The man’s tone was cool and indifferent, as he sat by the bed drinking coffee, looking at a certain young girl who was eagerly watching him.
Yun Qiluo’s big, clear eyes were watery under the light, staring at the coffee in his hand.
She clearly wanted to taste what that pitch-black thing was like.
When she saw Yan Yan making a phone call, her eyes lit up, but when she heard it was for milk, her little mouth pouted in disappointment.
Over there, Housekeeper Chen was like: "???"
Could their master have grown tired of coffee?
Is he starting a middle-aged health regimen?
Although his small head was filled with big questions, as a professional housekeeper, he quickly ran to the kitchen to arrange it.
Hanging up the phone, Yun Qiluo sprawled on the bed, pouting and watching him: "Beautiful woman..."
The man raised his hand to grab a hairdryer, lazily drying his hair.
While speaking: "Kids can’t drink coffee."
Yun Qiluo said with righteous assurance: "I’m an adult!"
Yan Yan chuckled, ignoring her.
Though she grumbled about the milk, when Housekeeper Chen knocked on the door, Yun Qiluo quickly lifted her head and was the first to swiftly climb out of bed, immediately wanting to go get it.
Yan Yan reached out and pulled her back, turned off the hairdryer.
"I’ll get it, you stay put."
He threw out this sentence and then turned to walk toward the door.
If this little one was seen by the housekeeper, who knows what wild imaginations those people would come up with.
It must be said, in this respect, Yan Yan understood Housekeeper Chen very well.
Yun Qiluo returned to the bed to continue watching cartoons on the big TV in his room.
When Yan Yan opened the door, Housekeeper Chen heard the sound of cartoons coming from inside.
Housekeeper Chen appeared calm and delivered the milk perfectly to Yan Yan’s hand.
When the door closed, his heart was filled with a hundred thousand questions.
When did their master’s taste become so peculiar...
Could it be a case of "you are who you associate with"? Influenced by Miss Yun?
Yan Yan’s expression remained calm, completely unbothered by the storm in Housekeeper Chen’s heart.
He turned and placed the milk on the bedside table.
Yun Qiluo immediately crawled up and grabbed it to drink.
She ate quickly and drank just as fast, in two gulps, the glass of milk was already empty.
Then she put the glass aside, let out a satisfied burp, and continued watching TV.
Yan Yan looked at the trace of milk on her mouth, his gaze unconsciously deepening.
He turned, pulled out a tissue, and tossed it onto her.
The well-fed young girl obediently wiped her mouth clean, then continued watching anime.
Yan Yan finished drying his hair and sat at the desk to deal with the remaining matters.
In his ears was the sound of anime sound effects from the TV.
From time to time he would stop, glancing at the young girl on the bed laughing idiotically at the cartoons.
Phoenix eyes concealed a subtle, hard-to-detect warmth.
Unexpectedly, he didn’t feel annoyed or impatient at all.
When it was time to sleep, Yun Qiluo, already aware of what to do, proactively snuggled into his arms. As soon as he lay down, she burrowed in.
"Goodnight, beautiful woman."
Yan Yan lowered his gaze and replied, "Mm, goodnight."
After saying goodnight, a while passed, and the young girl still hadn’t fallen asleep.
In his arms, she blinked, her eyelashes fluttering.
Suddenly, she asked, "By the way, beautiful woman, why don’t I have parents?"