Lu Yebai carried Meng Xi'er back into the room. The whole journey back, Meng Xi'er who was nestled in his embrace remained quiet, as if she had given up the struggle and let him hold her. This quiet version of Meng Xi'er kindled a strange tenderness in his heart.
How nice it would be if she could always be this obedient...
With a gentle sigh from the bottom of his heart, Lu Yebai placed the woman in his arms onto the sofa.
"Did you enjoy your days out?" he asked, bending down slightly and gently caressing her chapped lips, "Meng Xi'er?"
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly. Meng Xi'er pursed her lips and didn't speak.
"If you wanted to go abroad, why didn't you tell me? At least you wouldn't have to hide like this, right?"
His teasing tone, complete with sarcasm, was unbearable.
"You...!!" she raised her head, angrily glaring at him. "Why would you...!!"