Chapter 127 – Hey Friend, Have You Heard of ‘Siscon’? (27)
The girl in his arms was obviously still shaken, and even when placed on the bed, she couldn’t stay still. Her little head lifted, observing his movements.
Lu Buchi could only smile helplessly as he also got into bed, pressing down Yan Luo’s little head.
“Alright, go to sleep.”
His deep voice lingered in her ears, enveloping Yan Luo in his breath.
Sniffing his fresh scent, Yan Luo’s eyes flickered, then slowly she snuggled closer, seeing that he had already closed his eyes. She boldly grabbed his clothes, nestling into his embrace.
Lu Buchi didn’t move, but the air around them grew warmer. Sensing the girl still restlessly squirming in his arms, seemingly searching for a comfortable spot to sleep.
After enduring for a while, he couldn’t help but hold down the restless little one in his arms. “Be good, sleep, don’t move around.”
Yan Luo pouted slightly discontentedly but eventually settled down. After a while, her voice rose again, “I can’t sleep, tell me a story.”
She sounded a bit frustrated. Her breathing was a bit rapid, her heart beating faster than usual, seeming unsettled.
Seems like she was indeed quite frightened.
Helplessly lowering his head slightly, he rubbed his chin against Yan Luo’s head, his low, hoarse voice carrying a hint of weariness, gently echoing in her ear.
“What story do you want to hear? Hmm?”
“A fairy tale.” The girl’s answer was quick, then she swiftly accessed her personal terminal, transferring the data she hadn’t deleted to Lu Buchi’s terminal.
Looking at the familiar fairy tales she transferred over, Lu Buchi couldn’t help but feel a bit amused and exasperated. He pushed Yan Luo’s sparkling eyes back into his embrace, his voice helpless yet indulgent, “Alright.”
With a low, slightly hoarse voice echoing above her, gently falling into her ears, Yan Luo closed her eyes, grasping Lu Buchi’s clothes, gradually calming her breathing.
After finishing an entire story, Yan Luo, in his arms, had long fallen asleep, clutching his clothes tightly.
Lu Buchi glanced briefly at the story he had just read. Involuntarily, in his mind, the voice of a young child reciting this childish fairy tale word by word emerged.
A smile involuntarily tugged at the corners of his lips.
Lowering his head slightly, his lips lightly touched Yan Luo’s forehead. His breath gradually calmed, syncing with Yan Luo’s breathing rhythm.
It’s funny how when he was younger, he always thought this little girl in his arms would be a burden in the future, a ploy used by others. But now, he couldn’t wish for anything more than this ‘burden’. Even if it was a ploy, he’d gladly accept it.
With the warmth and fragrance in his arms, Lu Buchi felt a rare calmness in his heart, temporarily putting revenge aside, just wanting to peacefully accompany Yan Luo in her sleep.
[*Ding*—Lu Buchi’s blackening value -10, Current value (80/100)]
The next morning, Yan Luo was awakened by the yelling of her own Brother.
Rubbing her eyes, she sat up and saw her Brother angrily confronting Lu Buchi, who was still wearing the same white shirt he had on before sleeping with disheveled hair.
The two seemed to be in a heated argument, and although the surrounding decorations were protected by mental power and remained undamaged, the commotion caused was too much.
“You, how come Xiao Luo is in your room? Explain yourself to me?!!” Yan Bai glared at Lu Buchi, who clearly hadn’t fully awakened but his reflexes were no worse than Yan Bai’s.