Chapter 117
“Young master . ” Steward Han looks at the rear view mirror . Han Qilu is staring at An Chuxia’s face . She quietly rests on him, using his arm as a pillow .
“Hush . ” He presses his finger against his lips . The butler opens the door for him from the outside . Han Qilu slightly shifts An Chuxia when he accidentally sees a pale yellow patch on her neck .
He raises his hand and rubs his fingers against it . As the deep red patches appear, his eyes turn abysmal . He gets out without noticing his surroundings . Instead, he holds on to her tightly . With her head buried in his chest, he takes a step on the stone walkway .
“Xiao Xia… . ” A stunned Jiang Yuan gets up from the table . Her loud welcome is silenced by Han Qilu’s cold stare .
“She fell asleep . ” He means it as a warning for everyone to remain quiet and for the servants to set her backpack on the floor .
“Wait, Qilu!” Jiang Yuan catches up with him . “The windows are being fixed in An Chuxia’s room . Put her in our room so she can sleep for a while . ”
Jiang Yuan had the windows in Chuxia’s room widened because she was afraid Chuxia’s eyes would go bad in the dimly lit room . Unfortunately, the contractors dawdled and now, the installing hasn’t quite been finished .
“She’ll sleep better in my room,” Han Qilu says softly as he carries her upstairs to the end of the corridor .
Jiang Yuan is dumbfounded . “Oh my god!” If it wasn’t for Han Liuhai’s fast reflexes, she would’ve fallen down the steps a while ago .
Han Liuhai frowns and looks sternly at Jiang Yuan . “Haven’t you been taking your supplements lately? Look, you’re not even stable!”
“Who’s unstable? Who’s unstable?!” she turns to Liuhai . “I am just happy! My son finally accepts my baby, An Chuxia . Didn’t I say it? She is so smart, and she’s clever, pretty, cute, well-behaved, intelligent, kindhearted girl . Shouldn’t it be an honor to him?”
Liuhai helplessly shakes his head as he releases his wife’s hand . “Don’t go and peep this time . We’re adults . Let the children handle themselves and solve their problems . ”
“You’re out of line . Eat your meal . You’re long-winded, like a dead old woman,” Jiang Yuan says unhappily as she pushes off Han Liuhai . She reluctantly looks up the stairs . If it weren’t for Liuhai, she would be peeping . Orphans and widows living together in a room… “I don’t want to, I don’t want to . ” She descends the steps excitedly she could die .
In the bedroom, Han Qilu gently lays An Chuxia on his big bed . He leans over carefully and rubs her neck with his fingers . He finds more than one mark . It was only when he gets close to her neck he recognizes them as love bites .
He knows this because he is a pro at it . This is a problem . Han Qilu’s eyes light up with fire . Suddenly, Chuxia feels uneasy as she slumbers . She quickly opens her eyes just in time to stare at Qilu’s bloodthirsty glare .
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