Chapter 1377: Driven Mad by Longing
Yun Qiluo blushed and immediately buried herself in the water, muttering softly, "The beautiful woman is truly a beast."
Yan Yan looked at her with that pitiful gaze, his expression darkening slightly.
In the end, without doing anything, he reached out to rub her wet head. "Wash slowly, I’ll step out. Remember not to accidentally fall asleep."
Yun Qiluo pressed her lips together without saying a word, still holding onto him without letting go.
Yan Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, with amusement in his voice, "What’s up? Want me to help you wash?"
Yun Qiluo immediately snapped back to her senses, withdrew her hand, and shook her head vigorously.
The man chuckled once, then stood up and left.
The young girl sat in the bathtub, staring at his back for a while, until he left, before retracting her gaze and slowly lowering her head to bathe.
She just felt a little reluctant to let him go; when not seeing him, there’s always a sense of unrealness.
Not long after, there was more movement at the bathroom door.
She looked up and saw the man push the bathroom door open and walk in naturally.
Seeing her wary and guarded look, Yan Yan found it amusing and said, "Bringing you clothes, not doing anything."
His intention exposed, Yun Qiluo’s ears turned slightly red, muttering softly, "I never said you would do anything."
Yan Yan asked again, "I came in a hurry and didn’t bring your clothes. Can you wear mine for now?"
The young girl softly replied, "Mm... "
He gave her another glance before turning to leave.
When Yun Qiluo finished bathing and came out, she smelled the familiar scent of cake.
Initially confused from washing, the aroma immediately perked her up. Seeing a pile of food on the table, her eyes lit up.
"Beautiful woman, did you order food?"
Yan Yan turned at the sound and saw the young girl with wet hair, wearing his black shirt, her skin glowing white with a faint enticing pink.
Due to her petite size, his shirt, as he expected, acted as a nightdress for her, extending to her thighs, just enough to cover her small bottom and reveal a pair of slender, snow-white legs.
Her tiny feet wore disposable hotel slippers, tender and white, with toes emanating a faint pink glow.
Yan Yan suddenly felt his throat tighten; the flames he controlled with difficulty in the bathroom rose again from his abdomen.
His gaze deepened as he watched the carefree girl focus only on food. Ultimately, he couldn’t bear to let her go hungry and said, "Come sit over here for some food, I’ll dry your hair."
Yun Qiluo immediately ran to sit at the dining table, directly heading for the small cake, taking a large spoonful and stuffing it into her mouth.
Yan Yan: "..."
He had always been curious about one thing—how her small mouth managed to fit such a large piece of cake...
Turning around, he fetched the hairdryer and slowly began drying her hair.
Eating and feeling the warm wind from the dryer brush over her hair, Yun Qiluo felt so comfortable she couldn’t help but squint her eyes, alleviating much of the discomfort from the night.
Once her hair was dry, Yan Yan sat beside her, lazily supporting his hand, watching her eat, occasionally reaching out to wipe her mouth.
His gaze refused to move even an inch.
After more than a month apart, this little girl indeed appeared thinner.
But when it came to eating, she was as fierce as ever.