Spoiled Sparrow

Lin Yun'en covered half of her face with her hand and winked at Dong Chenye.

Dong Chenye loosened his coat and asked politely, "That's a coincidence. So when will this key be ready?"

Zhang Yao stood up: "Alright, you guys rest here. I'll go prepare the tools and materials. I can only make a rough sketch; the more detailed parts will require my grandfather to come back to complete."

Lin Yun'en was overjoyed and quickly bowed to him: "Thank you, Officer Zhang! Is there anything we can help you with?"

Zhang Yao glanced at Dong Chenye and shook his head: "No need, you guys rest."

After finding a solution, Lin Yun'en looked at Zhang Yao's departing figure and felt that he seemed even more imposing.

Dong Chenye waved his hand in front of her: "Hey, everyone's gone, why are you still looking?"

"Tch, why do I smell a sour odor in the air?"

Lin Yun'en pinched her nose and pointed at him: "Hmph, why did you stop me just now? He's a policeman, it's okay to tell him."

Dong Chenye grabbed her hand and led her outside, saying, "Because he's a policeman, we can't tell him."

Why?

He just wanted Fu Chen to see his own feelings and let go, not to send his brother to the orange grove.

Seeing Lin Yun'en's bewildered expression, he didn't explain further and pulled her into the car.

"In short, it's best not to tell Fu Chen about this."

He bent down to fasten her seatbelt, then turned and got into the driver's seat.

Lin Yun'en looked at him blankly: "Where are you taking me?"

"sleep."

"Huh?" Lin Yun'en gasped, "No... Zhang Yao is still here—"

"They've already said that we can't be of much help."

Dong Chenye interrupted her, stepping on the gas: "You haven't slept much these past few days, are you trying to die from overwork?"

"Hey, stop saying such unlucky things." She didn't feel sleepy at all.

However, upon closer reflection, I haven't had a good night's sleep since I woke up in Dong Chenye's bed that day.

Dong Chenye booked a room at the nearest five-star hotel. After three traffic lights, he turned around and saw that the person who had just said he wasn't sleepy had already closed his eyes.

Her breathing sounded like a kitten purring, and Dong Chenye was amused by her, wanting to laugh but unable to.

He gestured for the hotel staff to shush him, then personally opened the car door and carefully pulled the person into his arms, as if afraid of waking them up if he pulled too hard.

He tossed the car keys to the lobby manager and carried Lin Yun'en to the front desk.

The receptionist lowered her voice automatically: "Mr. Dong, here is your room key."

When they arrived at the hotel, Dong Chenye put her on the bed. He was reluctant to wake her up, but he was also afraid that she would feel uncomfortable if she didn't wash up.

Fu Chen leaned close to Lin Yun'en's ear and whispered, "Do you need me to help you wash yourself clean?"

Three seconds later, Lin Yun'en turned over and fell fast asleep.

Dong Chenye couldn't help but laugh and straightened up: "If you haven't said anything, I'll take that as your agreement."

He gently removed her coat and inner layer, leaving her only in her underwear.

She's really exhausted and shows no sign of waking up. It seems I can't let her drink alone outside anymore.

Dong Chenye knelt down on the edge of the bed and gently held her slender ankle in his hand.

Warm fingertips slowly removed her shoes, then gently took off her soft socks, revealing a pair of feet that made him panic.

The strange feeling of her white feet stepping on my legs that night surged into my mind, and my ears suddenly burned.

He forced himself to look away, got up and went to the bathroom, and said to the mirror, "Dong Chenye, what are you thinking about?"

This is not the behavior of a virtuous person.

He scooped up some cold water from the sink and splashed it on his face to cool down and calm himself down.

He turned around and grabbed the new towel that had been brought to him; the temperature was just right, neither too hot nor too cold.

He calmed down and walked out, gently supporting the back of her head with one hand and carefully wiping her cheeks with a warm, damp towel in the other.

The movements were incredibly gentle.

After wiping her face, I changed the towel, squatted down, held her calves, and used the towel to wipe her insteps and soles little by little.

Yun En was fast asleep when she felt a tingling sensation on the soles of her feet. She instinctively pulled back a little, which just happened to kick his mouth.

It's only 0.01 short.

Dong Chenye showed no intention of dodging. He paused for two seconds, then stepped forward to meet him.

......

"Beep beep beep...beep beep beep..."

The two were disturbed by the ringing of their cell phones while they were sleeping. Lin Yun'en snuggled into Dong Chenye's arms and covered her ears.

Dong Chenye, who was also half asleep, had no choice but to pick up her phone.

"Feed".

His lazy, hoarse voice sounded like he hadn't woken up yet.

One second, two seconds... a full ten seconds, and there was not a sound from the other end.

The two, who were already exhausted, went back to sleep.

Until a deafening, husky voice came from the phone—

"Lin Yun-en!"

"exist!"

The moment she heard the sound, Lin Yun'en practically leaped out of Dong Chenye's arms.

My mind is awake, but my body isn't.

She frantically searched for her phone, but in the end, Dong Chenye shoved it into her hand.

After seeing the two Chinese characters in the note, she was startled.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Lin Yun'en felt so guilty she wanted to dig a hole and crawl into it.

The old man Lin's voice across the room was extremely fierce: "Bring them back right now!"

Lin Boguo quickly handed his father some tea, saying, "Please calm down, calm down."

The old man grew angrier the more he thought about it: "No wonder she didn't like any of the many well-educated and good-looking men I introduced to her. Turns out she was keeping someone else behind his back!"

Even at this point, they still didn't bring him home; he must be someone who hangs out with the outside world!

Thinking of this, the old man could already picture his beloved granddaughter with the blond young man.

The scene was too beautiful for him to look at.

The old man slapped Lin Boguo on the back: "It's all your fault for spoiling him!"

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got; I almost fainted.

Outside the airport, Professor Zhang, who had just arrived from the same flight, ran into them and struck up a conversation: "Brother, I heard from Zhang Yao that your Yun'en contacted me last night about something?"

The old man thought of those missed phone calls. Could it be that Yun'en was thinking about this?

Wait... no, that man's voice just now...

The old man's expression suddenly changed, and he laughed in an old-fashioned tone: "Really, what could possibly happen to her? It's probably the two of them who have something going on."

Professor Zhang looked at the two of them with confusion, and Lin Boguo smoothed things over by saying, "Uncle Zhang, my dad got airsick on the plane and his mind hasn't quite caught up yet."

Lin Boguo poked his back from behind and muttered, "Dad, what did you say?"

At this moment, Lin Yun'en's head was about to explode in the hotel.

Clutching her pillow, she kicked Dong Chenye in the chest: "Tell me, what do we do now?"

Dong Chenye lowered his head, grasped her ankle, raised an eyebrow, and said, "I'll marry you."