Transmigrated into the body of a tycoon's son's ex-boyfriend

Before leaving, Lu Yu pulled Song Xijin to sit on the edge of the bed, took out sunscreen, squeezed an appropriate amount into her palm and spread it evenly, then bent down to apply sunscreen to Song Xijin.

Song Xijin was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, revealing her two dazzlingly white forearms.

Lu Yu's palm smeared from his wrist all the way down to his upper arm, not even missing the tender flesh on the inside of his elbow.

After applying sunscreen to his arms, he squeezed out some more and then applied it to Song Xijin's neck, back of the neck, ears, and face.

Pat the sunscreen in small amounts and spread it evenly, then wait for it to form a film.

It's now fully summer, and the sun outside is no joke.

Last time at the end of May, Song Xijin was exposed to the sun outside the film set for more than ten minutes, and the back of her neck turned bright red from the sun, almost getting sunburned.

Song Xijin has delicate skin, and her skin barrier is much more fragile than that of ordinary people. If she were to be exposed to the sun again like last time, she would really get sunburned and peel.

It will hurt again, and I won't be able to eat properly.

"Okay." Lu Yu screwed the cap back on the sunscreen and put it in her pocket, making sure nothing was left out. "Let's go."

Song Xijin stood up from the edge of the bed and stretched her arms, which had just been coated with sunscreen and were still slightly oily.

He enjoyed the process of Lu Yu applying sunscreen for him.

Those large hands carefully stroked his skin, with gentle pressure, the palms slightly rough, showing quiet care.

Song Xijin felt even more satisfied with Lu Yu.

He thought to himself, "This person is almost ready to be promoted."

My casual sex partner was promoted from a temporary worker to a permanent employee.

This idea had been lingering in his mind for several days, and today he felt the time was almost ripe.

I'll find an opportunity to mention it to Lu Yu when I get back from Hangzhou tonight.

The two took a car to Hangzhou and first strolled around the commercial district by West Lake.

Song Xijin was not very familiar with Hangzhou, but the Song family had businesses near West Lake.

I had lunch at a private restaurant located in an old Western-style building from the Republican era.

After dinner, Song Xijin took Lu Yu to Lakeside Yintai, and they went straight to the luxury brand area as soon as they entered.

Sale noticed the two people's demeanor and appearance, and was exceptionally enthusiastic.

"Please come in, both of you."

Song Xijin glanced around the store and randomly pointed to several men's clothing items hanging in the display area.

"These items, that shirt, and the outfit on the mannequin by the door—get one set of each in his size. He's 187cm tall, with shoulders about 54cm wide, and a waist..."

He paused here, turned his head to look at Lu Yu, and his gaze swept over Lu Yu's waist.

Then he accurately reported two numbers.

"Okay, please wait a moment." The salesperson quickly went to prepare the clothes.

Song Xijin then pointed to a row of pants next to her: "Take those pairs too, the waist size is the one I mentioned earlier."

Standing to the side, Lu Yu watched as Song Xijin practically bought out the entire men's clothing section. In a daze, she felt as if she had become Song Xijin's kept lover again.

In the original owner's memories, he always pestered Song Xijin for this and that, and Song Xijin impatiently swiped his card, too lazy to even watch him try it.

Now Song Xijin is taking him shopping for clothes, and she even remembers all his sizes...

"What are you standing there for? Go try it on." Song Xijin pushed Lu Yu into the fitting room.

Lu Yu went to the fitting room and changed into the first outfit.

As I came out of the fitting room, I saw Song Xijin sitting on the sofa outside the fitting room, with his legs crossed and a cup of freshly ground coffee next to him.

"It looks great, I'll take this set."

He said every single outfit after that looked good.

The last outfit was a dark gray casual suit. The suit was meticulously tailored, perfectly highlighting Lu Yu's broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs.

The dark gray color added a touch of maturity to his appearance.

Song Xijin stared at Lu Yu for a while, then couldn't help but stand up and walk up to him.

He raised his hand and straightened his collar, his fingers gently tracing the edge of the suit collar.

"I'll take this set too, along with the other sets from before, plus those shirts and pants, all of them."

Song Xijin turned to the salesperson, her tone returning to its usual indifference.

The salesperson didn't care about the customer's tone; all they cared about was whether the customer would swipe their card. They were already grinning from ear to ear.

In the afternoon, the two went to see another movie.

Song Xijin bought the ticket on a whim; it was for a newly released Chinese animated film.

Song Xijin said she hadn't watched a movie in a long time, and since she happened to be passing by a movie theater, she decided to check it out.

Lu Yu queued up and bought popcorn and two cups of cola.

Song Xijin glanced disdainfully at the greasy butter stains on the popcorn bucket, but in the end, she still accepted the cola that Lu Yu handed her.

The plot takes a turn in the second half of the movie.

The heartwarming and humorous moments in the beginning served as a prelude to the tearful moments, and sobs could be heard from time to time in the theater.

In the darkness, Song Xijin felt Lu Yu's hand, turned it over, slipped his fingers through Lu Yu's fingers, and held it tightly.

Lu Yu didn't speak, but tightened his grip on that delicate, smooth hand.

It wasn't until 7 p.m. that the two began their return journey, the van driving smoothly on the highway.

Throughout the journey, Song Xijin pondered how to bring up the topic of getting back together with Lu Yu.

Last time, he had barely opened his mouth when Lu Yu shut him down with "It's a mutually beneficial arrangement. Come find me anytime you need anything."

Those words left him speechless for days.

This time he has to try a different approach.

It can't be too direct, nor too blunt, otherwise Lu Yu will definitely think he's forcing Lu Yu to abdicate.

But it shouldn't be too subtle either.

Lu Yu is incredibly oblivious when it comes to matters of the heart; he might not even realize if someone is being subtle.

The reasons she had carefully prepared were overturned time and time again. In her twenty-six years of life, Song Xijin had never been so anxious and insecure in front of anyone.

He was not satisfied with just being friends with benefits with Lu Yu.

Although the physical compatibility fascinated him...

Lu Yu's contrasting fierceness in bed always brought him to the brink of ecstasy.

But Song Xijin wanted far more than that.

He wanted more.

He wanted Lu Yu to be gentle with him even when she was out of bed.

Lu Yu is being gentle with him now, but beneath this outward gentleness lies a professional politeness.

He wanted Lu Yu to wake up every morning and think of him; he wanted Lu Yu to be the first person she thought of calling if she was bullied on set.

Song Xijin wants a relationship.

He wanted Lu Yu to love him and care about him.

It has nothing to do with his money or his status; it's just about him as a person.

In Song Xijin's heart, he also felt that Lu Yu liked him.

Otherwise, how could Lu Yu be so attentive and considerate to him?

At the hotel, Lu Yu would prepare all his toiletries and apply sunscreen for him before he went out.

When they got tired from walking around and sat down to rest, Lu Yu would take out the sunscreen and ask him to stretch out his arm so she could reapply it.

After walking along West Lake for less than ten minutes, Lu Yu bought him a sun hat.

When serving him soup at mealtimes, if I notice he takes a few extra bites of food, I will proactively use serving chopsticks to serve him more food.

When watching movies, Lu Yu would reach out to protect someone passing by, afraid that they might bump into him.

Song Xijin noticed and remembered all these subtle, almost negligible actions.