Chapter 829: The Nickname She Gave Him

his woman before him, he had already guessed her intentions almost completely.However, he had another identity, one that was unknown to everyone except the person above him, not even his grandfather k..."I don't know." Lang An replied.

Lián Xīng'er awkwardly twitched the corner of her mouth: “That, Lang'an, can you let go of me”

Lang An didn't obey the order this time. Instead, he directly scooped up Xing'er's body and carried her horizontally.

Lian Xing'er was startled and pushed Lang An's chest with both hands, "Damn it! Put me down!"

Lang An remained silent, striding purposefully towards the bedroom.

Lianxing'er suddenly felt a pang of fear, beating her fists against Lang An's chest and saying angrily, "If you dare to mess with me, my father won't let you go!"

Lang An remained silent, directly carrying Lian Xing'er onto the big bed. The next moment, his body pressed down on hers.

Lián Xīng'er was just about to fight back with all her might, but Lang An merely pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly from behind.

Lang An's chest pressed tightly against Lian Xing'er's back, and even his breaths she could feel rise and fall.

It seems, before this, he had held her like this too, warming her.

"Miss, can I sleep holding you tonight" Lang An asked in a low voice.

Lian Xing'er frowned and resolutely refused, "No! I refuse! I object! I protest!"

"If, that's how it is" Lang An's voice suddenly changed.

Lián Xīng'er was startled and turned her head back, her eyes widening in alarm.

Lang An was gone, and in her place lay...

Lian Xing'er swallowed nervously.

It closed its eyes, as if asleep, and lay obediently beside her.

Like a pet dog, except its tail was wagging back and forth while the rest of its body remained still.

Lian Xing'er took a deep breath, trying her best to calm herself down and slowly accept this "pet".

She was still afraid and wouldn't go near it.

After much inner turmoil, even Xing'er finally turned around and reached out her hand to it.

She gently stroked its head, but it remained completely still, sleeping quietly beside her.

Lianxing didn't know how long she had been touching it, but the soft and slightly rough feeling made her feel drowsy unconsciously.

She was unaware of how she had fallen asleep.

She fell asleep and had a very long dream.

My dream was filled with Ming Sihan's figure.

She has been chasing after him, but she can't even catch his shadow.

Only knowing that after waking up from a dream crying, the "wolf" who slept beside her last night was gone.

Lian Xing'er stretched lazily, sitting up from the bed. When her hands accidentally rested on the pillow, she felt a dampness.

However, last night's events felt as unreal as a dream to her.

Morning sunlight streamed in through the window, casting a patch of gold on the floor.

Lian Xing'er rubbed her puffy, tear-stained eyes again, still feeling groggy and disoriented.

If she hadn't gotten up to wash her face and look in the mirror, she wouldn't have noticed that her eyes had swollen up like goldfish.

After changing her clothes, even Xing'er covered her eyes and walked out of the bedroom.

In the living room, Lang An was fiddling with the breakfast that a hotel staff member had just brought over.

Lang An heard the noise and raised his head to look at Lian Xing'er.

She shielded one eye with her hand and stretched the other forward to feel her way.

"Miss, are you alright" Lang An asked in surprise, not understanding what Lian Xing was doing.

Lian Xing'er groped her way to the sofa and plopped down, then barked orders: "Go buy me a pair of sunglasses right now, and we're not going anywhere today."

Lang An put down what he was working on, got up from the tea table, and replied, "Good."

Li Xing'er then heard the sound of opening and closing doors, so she put down her hand and couldn't help but take out her phone. She used her phone as a mirror to look at herself.

Woooooo—so ugly!

It's not good-looking at all!

Lián Xīng'er was about to cry.

After Lang An bought the sunglasses back, Lian Xing immediately put them on and then had breakfast with Lang An.

Last night's events were left unmentioned, with both parties maintaining a tacit understanding.

After breakfast, Lian Xing'er took her phone and started listening to music.

Lang An did nothing, just sat quietly beside Lian Xing'er, listening to music with her.

Lian Xing'er still felt uncomfortable in her eyes. After sitting for a while, she lay down again on the sofa.

Anyway, she sat and lay down intermittently, looking very uncomfortable. This caught Lang An's attention.

Lang An got up, fetched a towel and put it in the fridge.

After a few minutes, he took it out and then twisted another hot towel, walked to Lian Xing'er's side, and handed it to her.

Lian Xing'er stared blankly at Lang An.

Lang An explained, "Alternating hot and cold compresses on your eyes might feel a bit more comfortable."

Lien Xing'er took the towel from Lang An and lay down, trying the method Lang An had described.

After a while, she found her eyes felt much more comfortable than before.

And Lang An completely became a running errand boy, twisting hot and cold towels back and forth for Lian Xing'er.

Perhaps because of spending time with Lang An recently, even Xing'er no longer harbors any resentment towards him. Unintentionally, Xing'er even gave Lang An a nickname.

"Little AnAn, I want to eat an apple. Can you peel one for me"

"Okay."

"Little An An, I still want to eat chocolate cake!"

"Good."

"Xiao An'an…"

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