His straight figure blocks in the doorway. Xuanyuan Lie stands there, looking down at the little buddy who wears a coverall fluffy kitten pajama. So cute. âWhere is your mom?â
âMommy is busy with something. Please come in uncle.â Maomao opens the door. In fact, he doesnât know at present whether this handsome uncle is a good guy or bad guy. Never mind. Since mommy has signed a two-year contract with this uncle, he should be polite to him. Otherwise mommy might be oppressed by him.
Thinking of this, Maomao shakes his head in frustration.
Xuanyuan Lie walks into the room and glances around. Itâs an ordinary department, but stylishly decorated.
âUncle, please take a seat first, Iâll go get you some tea.â Maomao says while running to the kitchen to boil some water.
Xuanyuan Lie doesnât sit down but regards this house carefully. His gaze fall onto a picture hanging on the wall. It should be an original work of a world renown painter. Looking away, he spots the teacups in the cupboard. A tea set of British royal level. Hehe⊠A seemingly ordinary department housing many world treasures. This womanâŠis interesting.
He walks along the corridor to appreciate the paintings.
Suddenly, he hears sounds of water sprinkling.
The black eyes turn to the sound source. There seems to be a room over there, with the door open. He doesnât think much before walking over. At the timeâŠ
Xiaoxiao is standing below the shower. The injury on her shoulder has recovered much to be able to touch water. Her eyes are closed, and the water from shower nozzle flows down along her raising face.
The long hair covers her back against the fair skin and hot body. In the midst of water mist, her figure looms as if a fairy descending to the mortal world by accident.
âDonât you close the door when taking a shower?â
Teasing is mixed in the cold voice. In the sound of flowing water, Xiaoxiao opens her eyes because she seems to have heard Xuanyuan Lieâs voice. How would that be possible? Maybe she just hears things after staying with him for too long.
With the thoughts in her mind, she randomly turns to the door, where Xuanyuan Lie leans against the door frame, the pair of dark eyes staring at her.
Instantly, time seems to be frozen.
Illusion? Is it her illusion? But the water feels so real on her body.
One second,
Two seconds.
âAhâŠâ She yells and immediately squats down, covering her breasts with both hands.
Xuanyuan Lieâs lips curl up slightly, âDonât you welcome me?â He appraises Xiaoxiao from head to toe.
âOut. Get out! Quickly!â Xiaoxiao shouts. Because only she and Maomao are at home, she didnât close the door. She never expected an uninvited guest to her home! She, she, sheâŠ
Her cheeks flush either from shyness or anger.
The smile turns bigger and his dark eyes fix on her before he turns away and leaves. At this moment, Maomao hears mommyâs scream. Wearing his small apron, he rushes over hurriedly with a teapot in his hand.
In the hallway, he bumps into Xuanyuan Lie, âUncle, what happened to mommy?â
He walks to Maomao and lifts him up with one hand, heading for the living room, âSheâs fine.â
On the sofa, Maomao carefully makes the tea, then hands it to Xuanyuan Lie, âPlease.â
Making tea is also a skillful task. This kid is apt at it, hard to believe heâs only five years old. Xuanyuan Lie picks up the teacup, âWhereâs your father?â
âMy daddy? I donât know. Iâve never seen him.â
The dark eyes flicker with doubts, âNever? Why?â
âBecause mommy said that she didnât know who my daddy is either.â
Xuanyuan Lie puts the cup down, âShe doesnât know either? Didnât you try to find him?â
Maomao shakes his head, âFor most time, we were looking for grandaunt. We donât have the time to look for daddyâŠIâŠâ He hasnât finished yet.
âMaomao, donât talk too much to a strange uncle!â Xiaoxiao comes out, huffing. The clothes on her are a bit untidy, maybe due to fear of Xuanyuan Lieâs asking. Waterdrops drizzle from her hair onto the shoulders.
He looks up at this woman before him. Last time in the hotel, he didnât see clearly how she looked when she was dressed up as a woman. In the elevator, the light wasnât on, but, at this moment⊠This woman is attractive, either in terms of temperament, exterior or the shape of her body.
âAm I a stranger to you?â He places his jaw on one fist, gazing at Xiaoxiao.
She really wishes to poke at the staring eyes! âI wonder why you, head of Night Empire, came to my humble house in person. Can I help you?â Her eyes are burning with anger. At the thought of the scene in the bathroom just now, she feels painful from grounding her teeth.
Maomao canât help shivering. Whatâs wrong with mommy? Itâs definitely a precursor of her hitting the ceiling. Bad. Bad. He must leave the spot, as far as possible, in case that he will be hurt by accident when mommy and the handsome uncle start to fight!
Thinking this, Maomao scoots back to his own room to escape from the battlefield.
âNow that you have to stay with me for two years, I think I should drop by to know more about you.â He says casually, not a bit caring about the rage in her eyes.
Xiaoxiao struggles to swallow the fury that already swells up to her throat, since it was she herself who promised that Xuanyuan Lie could watch on her and even track her down. âThen, youâve looked around. Shouldnât you leave now?â
âMy plan was indeed just to take a look around and go. But if you ask, I think I can sleep here tonight.â He says, leaning on one arm against the sofa.
What?
What did he say?
âIâmâŠIâm afraid this isnât proper.â Her tone softens.
âA two-year contract means that all you have also belongs to me in these two years. So is there anything wrong of me sleeping here?â He looks impassive.
This rogue⊠Xiaoxiao curses him to herself. But she has no other choice because she needs him right now to figure out who is the one behind the assassins. âFine. Enjoy yourself. You know that my house is just this big. Only two bedrooms, so sorry to let you sleep in the sofa.â
Then, she turns around and goes to her bedroom.
The sound from outside stops. Maomao gets out. He heard their conversation, so no he pulls Xuanyuan Lie toward his small bedroom, âUncle, if you donât mind, you can sleep in my bed. I can go to momâs room.â
In the cartoon-theme room, there are Maomaoâs toys everywhere. His small bed is places by the wall, only half as long as Xuanyuan Lieâs height.
His eyebrows twitches in the corner. Xuanyuan Lie droops down and strokes Maomaoâs head, âThank you, but donât worry about me. I can find a bed.â Then, the cold lips arch in the corner to form an evil smile.
The sky is becoming darker. Itâs dusk already, but Xuanyuan Lie seems not plan to leave. Is he really staying here?
Head of Night Empire should sleep in her sofa⊠Itâll definitely published on the front page of newspaper if known by others.
The night is dazzling.
Xiaoxiao already falls asleep. Being nervous for a long time at Xuanyuan Lieâs place, she quickly falls into asleep. In the dimly lit room, a figure suddenly flashes in. His movement is elegant and silent. By the moonlight, his features look even better-looking and body better-built. He stands by the bed in a good mood. The dark bottomless eyes are fixed on her sleep face. Making a curve in the corner of his mouth, he slowly droops overâŠ