The Godfather of Chinese Entertainment's Little Flowers

For the next week or so, Yao Mei stayed at Han Luo's place.

Actually, recording a song doesn't take that long.

But Yao Mei deliberately dawdled.

So that I would have a reason to spend a few more days with Han Luo.

Once the song is recorded, she has to go back to Tangren to take on new work or go back to class.

She disliked neither of these two things.

After spending these past few days together, Han Luo discovered a new aspect of Yao Mei.

Aside from the fact that she's a real shrew behind the scenes.

She herself is a bit of a homebody.

If I can order takeout, I will never go out; if I can lie down, I will never sit; if I can sit, I will never stand.

I don't know if it's because I'm with Han Luo that I'm like this.

That afternoon, Han Luo returned home from his studio and saw Yao Mei lying on the sofa, surfing the internet on her computer.

She wasn't wearing makeup; she was completely bare-faced.

But her fair skin and delicate, petite face still make her stand out.

She was dressed casually, in a white tank top and gray shorts, her fair legs swaying up and down.

"You're back?" Yao Mei looked up and smiled.

"Yes, I'm back."

Han Luo changed his shoes, walked over and kissed her, then sat down next to her.

"Aren't you bored staying home all day? Want me to take you out for a walk?"

"Hehe, no need, I prefer to stay home and lie around."

Yao Mei changed her position, resting her head on Han Luo's lap, wrapping her arms around Han Luo's waist, and smiling broadly.

Han Luo couldn't resist pinching her plump, collagen-rich cheeks and said affectionately:

"Aren't you afraid of getting sick from staying cooped up at home all day?"

Yao Mei hugged him tighter, rubbed her face against Han Luo's thigh, and shook her head, saying:

"I'm not afraid at all, and besides, I don't feel bored at all."

"At home I can watch TV, eat delicious food, surf the internet, and of course, most importantly..."

Han Luo asked curiously, "What is it?"

Yao Mei's cheeks flushed, and she bit her lip: "That's because you're with me. With you by my side, I don't feel bored."

"Didn't you hear what the experts say? Being with someone you like makes you a homebody... It's a sign of happiness..."

Han Luo gently patted her back and smiled:

"Why is your mouth so sweet?"

Han Luo lowered his head to forcefully kiss him, but a sharp pain suddenly shot through his waist.

Yao Mei pinched him.

Looking down, Yao Mei blushed, puffed out her cheeks, and hummed softly:

"This is not the time for that, don't talk nonsense!"

Han Luo was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Oh~ so you were referring to me, you little yellow girl!"

As he spoke, Han Luo reached out to hug her slender waist, but unexpectedly, Yao Mei shrank back.

"I didn't mean that. I'm not a little yellow girl."

Han Luo was a little surprised, "You're actually avoiding me?"

Han Luo's hand naturally and gently scratched her slender waist; his movements were very light, like a feather brushing against her skin.

Yao Mei is very ticklish.

She quickly curled up, laughing so hard she was shaking, and grabbed Han Luo's arm tightly, pressing it close to her body.

"Oh dear... I was wrong... Senior brother, I was wrong..."

However, Han Luo had no intention of letting her go, and directly used both hands to increase the force.

"Come on, say something nice, and I'll let you go!"

Yao Mei laughed until tears streamed down her face. Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer and said in a trembling voice:

"Ba...Ba...I know I was wrong...I won't do it anymore, okay...?"

Having broken free from the clutches, Yao Mei seized the opportunity to climb onto Han Luo's shoulder, wrapped her legs around his waist, opened her cherry-like mouth, and gently bit Han Luo's neck.

It left a row of light, cute teeth marks.

"Hmph, serves you right for bullying me!"

Han Luo also softened his tone, saying, "I was wrong, I apologize!"

"snort!"

Yao Mei tightened her grip on his arm. "Dream on! I won't forgive you unless you cook me a bowl of noodles!"

Han Luo laughed: "Goodness, you little glutton, so you were waiting for me here? Okay, I'll get it for you in a bit!"

Upon hearing this, Yao Mei immediately stopped being angry: "Hehe, that's more like it."

Just then, Han Luo noticed the laptop placed to the side, and out of curiosity, reached out and picked it up.

"What are you looking at?"

Yao Mei panicked and stretched out her arm, trying to close the notebook.

"Don't look!"

However, Han Luo stretched out his arms even further, making it impossible for Yao Mei, who was lying on Han Luo's back, to reach them.

Han Luo's lips curled into a smile as he teased, "Were you looking at something you shouldn't have? Got caught."

"I didn't..."

Han Luo woke up the screen, which prominently displayed the interface for buying pajamas on Taobao.

The female model on the product details page immediately caught Han Luo's eye, and he froze.

Yao Mei seized the opportunity to snatch back the computer, slammed it shut, her cheeks flushed, and said urgently:

"Senior brother! How could you peek at me choosing underwear? That's a bit perverted!"

Han Luo snapped out of his daze, put his arm around her slender waist, and said with a grin:

"I disagree with what you're saying. This matter concerns me directly, so why can't I see it?"

"What's it to you...?"

Before Yao Mei could finish speaking, she immediately realized what he meant, gave him a shy glare, and said, "Senior brother, you're a little annoying..."

Han Luo wasn't angry. He reopened his laptop and shamelessly said:

"Come on, let's choose together and see if there's a style I like."

Yao Mei bit her lip and snuggled back into Han Luo's arms. "Then you have to pay for me..."

Han Luo pinched her cheek and laughed, "Whether you're silly or not, that's for sure."

Han Luo scrolled through the interface and silently memorized the name of the shop.

A moment later, Han Luo shook his head, dissatisfied, and said, "No, none of these styles will do. Let me search. You need to learn how to input keywords..."

Yao Mei leaned against his chest, her little deer eyes filled with confusion.

Until the words "Cute Lingerie!" appeared in the search box.

Her heart skipped a beat, her ears started to burn, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on Han Luo's hand.

Han Luo was still rambling on and on to himself:

"What do you think of this sweater? It has a backless design; it'll definitely look good on you..."

"This simple style of loungewear is also nice...it has a zipper, so it's easy to put on and take off..."

"..."

Yao Mei kept her lips tightly pursed, her heart racing, and her face flushed.

Han Luo froze instantly, put his laptop aside, and reached out to pick Yao Mei up around the waist.

"Let's not watch anymore, let's go cook!"

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