After returning home with the child, her ex-husband knelt down and gently coaxed her.

An Ning subconsciously swallowed.

We had just been completely honest with each other a few days ago, but today's feeling is exceptionally different.

"You, you, you... why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

She opened her mouth, but couldn't help but stutter.

Lu Xiyan raised an eyebrow, stepped aside to let her in, and looked at the shopping bag in her hand. "Where am I supposed to get clothes to wear?"

They were confident and assertive, with a strong sense of justification.

Knowing she was in the wrong, An Ning quickly handed him the shopping bags she was carrying, saying, "Try them on and see if they fit."

Lu Xiyan took the shopping bag, which contained two brand-new T-shirts, one black and one white, two pairs of trousers, and a pair of white sneakers.

He held the clothes in his hand, tilted his head slightly to look at An Ning, and said nothing, but there was a hint of a smile in his eyes.

Anning thought he didn't like it, so she quickly said, "This place can't compare to Jinghai, and these clothes aren't luxury brands, but they're the most comfortable fabric among the clothing stores around here."

The shirts and suits he usually wears are all custom-made by a professional who comes to his home to take his measurements. You definitely can't buy them here. Anning looked at the suit shops nearby, but she felt that the fabric and style were not suitable. Lu Xiyan definitely wouldn't wear them if she bought them.

After thinking it over, she decided to just pick two casual outfits to make do.

Lu Xiyan certainly wasn't complaining about the clothes. Seeing An Ning's earnest explanation, a handsome smile curved his lips. "I was just saying, are you sure you want to stand here and watch me change?"

After saying that, he deliberately used his fingertips to adjust the towel around his waist.

An Ning then realized that he wasn't wearing anything under his bath towel!

Her face flushed instantly, and she quickly turned her head away from him, taking something out of her bag and handing it to him. "You change yours, I'm going to take a shower."

Lu Xiyan had just reached out to take it when he saw her quickly turn around and go into the bathroom.

Looking at what he was holding, he raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but laugh.

I even bought him underwear.

......

Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, Anning quickly turned on the tap and splashed several handfuls of water on her flushed face.

She didn't know why she was so shy; her face was burning hot, as if it were on fire.

"call--"

She let out a deep breath, covering her flushed face with her hands. "Anning, you're twenty-eight years old, not eighteen! Why are you still so shy in front of him?"

"Besides..."

She stopped speaking, her mind drifting back to the fact that the two of them had been intimate not long ago.

It's not like it's the first time she's seen him without clothes. She knows exactly which moles are on which parts of his body!

Why be shy at a time like this!

After washing his face a few more times, An Ning turned around and looked around the bathroom. The bathroom he had used had been cleaned spotless, without a single water stain.

Just like him, he is clean and refreshing, making people feel comfortable.

Looking back at herself in the mirror, the woman's face was exquisite and beautiful, with perfectly proportioned features. Although she was no longer twenty-two, her skin was still fair and delicate, with a faint blush.

An Ning moved closer and stared at herself in the mirror.

She's still relatively young, not old yet, and... she's a good match for him.

match?

This word suddenly popped into my head.

An Ning suddenly wondered, what is her relationship with Lu Xiyan now?

Does that mean they've gotten back together?

But... apart from that kiss at the foot of the mountain, he didn't seem to show much emotion.

There was no passion in them getting back together.

So, what is Lu Xiyan really thinking?

Anning's mind was a jumbled mess, so she took a deep breath and decided to stop thinking about it.

......

As Anning emerged from the bathroom, she immediately spotted the man sitting on the sofa, flipping through a hotel magazine.

Even with his head down, one could still see the exquisite and deep brow bone, and his nose was even more outstanding, like a work of art meticulously sculpted by an artist.

His short, choppy black hair was almost dry, making his fair skin appear even whiter. The simple black T-shirt and casual black pants he wore somehow gave him the sophisticated look of a model in a magazine shoot.

Sitting there quietly, he looked like a clean-cut college student, but his temperament exuded a cool and noble aura from the inside out.

Hearing the sound, the man paused in his reading of the magazine, looked up and met An Ning's gaze.

"Finished washing?"

Lu Xiyan stood up and looked at her.

Her clean, smooth hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her off-white slip dress hugged her beautiful figure. The pearl-white knitwear made her fair face and skin appear even more translucent and delicate.

"Mmm." An Ning nodded calmly. "Do the clothes fit?"

The last time she bought him clothes was four years ago, and she bought them in the same size as four years ago, so the size should be just right.

"From the inside out," Lu Xiyan's deep gaze fixed on her unadorned face, "it's just right."

He especially emphasized the word "里".

An Ning looked up and met his smiling eyes.

Her face suddenly felt hot again, and she quickly lowered her head, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curve into a smile.

As she looked down, she suddenly noticed the wound on Lu Xiyan's hand.

What happened to your hand?

Holding his hands in mine, I noticed several tiny cuts on his well-defined fingers, both hands and palms.

She hadn't noticed that her hands were covered in mud.

Now that it's clean, the wounds on his hands are clearly visible.

It was clearly cut by something sharp, with the skin torn and flesh exposed, which made her heart clench and her breathing become heavier.

"Was it because you asked me to do this?"

Her heart ached, her fingertips trembled, and she gently held his hand with her fingertips, not daring to touch his wound.

Lu Xiyan wanted to reassure her, but seeing her distressed expression, he smiled gently, "I thought you were buried underneath. I was worried that you would be terrified if I didn't find you, since you're so afraid of the dark."

An Ning's fingers trembled, and tears involuntarily fell down her cheeks.

"Wait for me a moment."

She wiped away her tears, turned around and rummaged through her suitcase, and soon came back with something.

Lu Xiyan noticed what she was holding and asked, amused, "You bring a first-aid kit on your business trip?"

Anning helped him sit on the sofa, and while opening the first-aid kit, she said, "When Xuanxuan was learning to walk, he was prone to bumps and bruises, so I got into the habit of carrying some simple medicines with me. Later, as he grew older and often went out with me, I would bring a small first-aid kit in case of emergency."

She gently treated the wound on his hand, blowing softly on it. "It's become a habit now. Look, we used it today."

Lu Xiyan grasped the key point in the question and asked, "You've been raising him alone all this time, didn't your ex-husband care?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand, which was treating the wound, paused slightly.

An Ning looked up and met his clear eyes.