Of course, what was reported in the newspaper the next day completely distorted the great love of our Third Young Master Zhuo.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Why are they all gone?" Crying, Li Xiaoyou's eyes were red and he found that all the people in the restaurant that were originally full were gone, and they all left without knowing it.
"Because your crying voice was so scary, you were scared and ran away!" Mu Chenfeng gently pinched her nose and carefully wiped the runny nose with a tissue to make her happy.
Li Xiaoyou had a problem. When he cried, his nose would run like runny nose. But there was no look of disgust on Mu Chenfeng's face, and slowly it was full of love.
The way a man expresses love is very simple. It doesn't necessarily mean how delicate and tender his eyes are, nor how affectionate and firm he is.
Rather, it's a simple warmth like this, you wipe my mouth and I blow your nose. Even though Mu Chenfeng did all this alone.
"Disgusting!" Li Xiaoyou muttered, her heart filled with emotion.
She knew that he was teasing her on purpose, and she also knew that he must have asked someone to invite those people out. How could she not be moved by how caringly he protected her little willful childishness?!
I remember Ou Ruoxi asked her if she still remembered what love felt like. At that time, her answer was shaking her head and sneering.
She thought that she had never been loved in the past, so she couldn't remember it at all. But now, Li Xiaoyou clearly felt that she was loved by Mu Chenfeng.
These heart-warming touches all moved her.
***
Return home.
Today is detention day, the three children are not at home, only Mu Chenfeng and Li Xiaoyou are there. Of course, the servants are ignored.
After taking a bath, Mu Chenfeng helped her dry her hair.
Maybe it was because she cried too hard and exhausted her physical strength, so Li Xiaoyou felt a little tired.
"Alas~" She sighed unconsciously, not feeling anything at all.
"Why are you sighing?" Mu Chenfeng put down the hair dryer after blowing her hair until it was eighty dry.
"My ears are really good, I didn't even hear it myself." Li Xiaoyou said softly.
The sound of the hairdryer was already loud, but the sound of her sigh just now was not loud. If he hadn't said it, she wouldn't have noticed it.
"You don't listen with your ears, you listen with this!" Mu Chenfeng held her hand and placed it at the position of his heart.
Li Xiaoyou suddenly felt relieved when he felt the strong heartbeat under his palm, but he said reluctantly, "It's so sad that I learned to write novels from Ou Ruoxi!"
"Do you want to watch? I'll learn from you! Huh?" Mu Chenfeng picked her up and kissed her on the lips.
Li Xiaoyou smiled, but still looked worried.
"Baby, we don't want to think about it anymore, okay?" Mu Chenfeng put her on the bed, and he lay next to her and provided her arms to support her.
"Yes." Li Xiaoyou nodded heavily, as if it was a promise or a comfort to himself. "We are sleeping, we are sleepy!"
"Be good." Mu Chenfeng extinguished all the bedside lights, hugged her and lay down.
Silence, after a few minutes...
"I didn't expect 'him' to be so powerful." Li Xiaoyou poked the wall of flesh behind him with his finger.
I really don’t want to anymore, so I started talking.
Mu Chenfeng closed his eyes, feeling helpless.
He didn't answer, but Li Xiaoyou knew that he was listening, and she said as if she was talking about something funny. "I didn't expect that I'm still a princess!"