Chapter 478: Worried About Losing Your Place at Home?
Seeing her face darken with a slight frown on her brow, Lu Jihan raised his hand to gently stroke her delicate brows and leaned down to kiss her forehead.
"I won’t allow you to overthink anymore." He declared emphatically.
His ardently covetous gaze endlessly pursued Song Yinyin’s lovely face. Every expression of hers was like flickering flames in the night, the tiny sparks testing his suddenly parched emotions.
Song Yinyin thought it over and felt that Lu Jihan was absolutely right.
She nodded, shook her head, and cast away the inappropriate thoughts from her mind: "You’re right, I shouldn’t overthink."
"That’s more like it."
He raised his hand and lightly flicked her nose.
Looking down and noticing that she was wearing high heels, he said, "Let me carry you back to the car. Don’t twist your ankle."
Saying that, he turned around and bent down, offering Song Yinyin his broad back.
Song Yinyin’s heart trembled slightly, watching the broad shoulders and back motionless.
Lu Jihan frowned and urged her, "Hurry up."
She let out an "Oh" and then climbed onto his back.
The inky black night by the lake resembled the deep breaths of a night deity, the sky full of twinkling stars, a thin crescent moon like a golden hook.
Lu Jihan’s back was warm, and Song Yinyin nestled greedily in the crook of his neck, recalling the passionate moments in the small grove earlier, feeling only warmth and emotion.
It turned out, he had deliberately brought her here.
He was comforting her in another way. Clearly, this method was quite effective, making her unknowingly forget the day’s upheaval.
Sticking close to Lu Jihan’s ear, she whispered, "Lu Jihan, have you thought about where to go for our honeymoon?"
Lu Jihan chuckled and said, "I’m fine with anything, as long as you like it. Just arrange it, I’ll go wherever you want to go. By the way, the wedding too, you can do it however you want."
Song Yinyin pursed her lips, snickering, "You’re leaving such important things to me. Aren’t you afraid of losing your standing in the family?"
Lu Jihan firmly shifted her on his back to settle her again and said, "Not afraid, since I’m still in charge in bed anyway."
Song Yinyin was so startled that her scalp tingled, "You... you’re a bastard! A scoundrel! Spouting nonsense!"
She struggled, trying to jump off his back, kicking her legs in frustration.
Worried she might fall, Lu Jihan quickly said, "Don’t move! You’ve already put on a bit of weight, and I’m afraid you’ll fall."
Song Yinyin, even more embarrassed and annoyed, retorted.
"Hey, who are you calling fat? Bastard!"
"Don’t move! Or I’ll drop you into the lake."
"You wouldn’t dare!"
"If you pull my ear again, let’s see if I dare!"
The two of them playfully quarreled as they left the lakeside park.
By the time they returned to the Lu Family Mansion, it was already very late, and Song Dabai was clamoring for Song Yinyin to sleep with him, making Lu Jihan quite displeased.
"You go back first, I’ll come over after putting him to bed." Song Yinyin said with a mix of laughter and tears, coaxing Lu Jihan back to the bedroom as if he were a child.
Song Yinyin taught Song Dabai to wash his little feet by himself, and he crouched down, looking up to ask, "Mommy, why was Daddy angry with me today? I didn’t do anything wrong."
He complained, pouting his little mouth.
Song Yinyin explained, "Daddy wasn’t upset, nor mad at you. It was just because something happened during the day, and he was worried about Mommy."
"Oh."
The little guy didn’t delve further into the reasons.
After washing his feet, he climbed onto the bed, snuggled into the covers, hugged his Doraemon plushie, and closed his eyes.