He lowered his head, and saw her small face pale as a sheet, biting her lower lip tightly, looking like she was in extreme pain.
For some reason, his heart began to ache instinctively.
He even had an urge to take on her pain.
Realizing this, he couldn’t help but be slightly taken aback.
Then he squinted his eyes, carrying an inexplicable sense of danger.
In Yan Yan’s past twenty-two years, the words "heartache" had never appeared.
Before he could think it over, Yun Qiluo started to whimper again:
"Beautiful woman..." She lifted her small face, her brows knitted tightly, "My stomach hurts so much..."
It was already quite late, asking Wang Ma to bring a hot water bottle was inconvenient.
Yan Yan was silent for a while, then reached out and gently placed his hand on her soft little tummy, using perhaps the gentlest strength in his entire life, slowly rubbing her abdomen.
In a low voice, he asked, "Does this feel a bit better?"
Yun Qiluo kept her eyes closed for a while.
She only felt warmth on her tummy, incredibly comfortable.
Unable to resist opening her eyes, she looked at him with a sense of wonder: "It seems... a little better..."
After that, Yan Yan maintained this position, one hand encircling her in his embrace, the other softly massaging her lower abdomen.
He rubbed gently for a long time, until the steady and soft sound of the young girl’s breathing came from his arms.
Only then did he slightly relax his grip, letting out a soft sigh in his heart.
He drew her closer into his arms.
Her soft, small body fit perfectly in his embrace, neither too much nor too little.
Making him wish he could merge her into his very bones.
Looking at Yun Qiluo’s cute, rosy little face, his gaze softened involuntarily, lovingly kissing her on the forehead.
His gaze fell on her slightly open, pink mouth, holding a hint of darkness.
Originally not sleeping deeply, Yun Qiluo was disturbed, softly uttering, "Mmm," and slapping at his face with a paw, pushing him away forcefully, the distaste on her little face too obvious to ignore.
Muttering, "You big dumb pig, come closer and I’ll have the beautiful woman bite you!"
After murmuring, she smacked her lips a couple of times and fell back into sleep.
The man’s face gradually darkened.
He didn’t want to know at all what this little thing was dreaming about him.
Anyway, it definitely wasn’t anything good.
Her interruption snapped him back to reality, making him realize what he had almost done just moments before.
Somewhat dazed, his long eyes gradually squinted in the darkness.
Today...he was just too abnormal.
Though it wasn’t the first time he had the impulse to kiss her, it was the first time he couldn’t control himself ...
Yan Yan thought about the question Gu Yixuan had asked him that day, of what he thought of her.
At the time, he had answered that she was a pet.
Now, he suddenly wasn’t so sure.
The next day, in the early morning light, the room with its cold, hard decor had a hint of warmth.
The young girl lay sprawling across the bed, sleeping soundly, her small mouth slightly open, holding the man’s neck, sleeping sweetly.
Yan Yan woke up, turned off her alarm clock, then carefully moved her small hand aside and got off the bed.
After washing up, he came back to take a look, she was still asleep.
Clinging to the blanket as if it were him, her entire limb wrapped around it, sleeping like a log with a sleep posture that could hardly be praised,
A slight curve involuntarily appeared at his lips, and a hint of mischievousness spread in his long eyes.
Lazily, he walked over and pinched her sweet, tender little face.
Then turned to go downstairs for breakfast.
Until it was time for work, Yun Qiluo hadn’t come down from upstairs.