Before he died, my grandfather forced me to marry the richest man in the capital.

at that time.

A sliver of light peeked through the gap in the curtains, casting a soft, shimmering glow on the view from the bed.

The woman nestled against the man's bare chest, fast asleep, while the man was awake, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.

He gently brushed the stray hairs from her cheek, not in bunches, but carefully tucking them back one by one. Then he leaned down and couldn't help but place a kiss between her brows, before pulling her tightly into his arms, closer and closer.

Perhaps the movements were too vigorous, for the person in his arms nuzzled against his chest, making a teasing sound, "Mmm, mmm..."

The cat-like meow made Han Yue, who was already restrained, feel a ticklish sensation. He stepped back slightly, creating a small distance between them. His deep, dark eyes were bright as he stared intently at her. "Still want to sleep? Tired?"

Lan Yunxi was still half asleep, feeling listless. She was really tired, even more tired than when she participated in an 800-meter race.

Her voice was weak and listless, showing that she was really tired. "Yeah, Yue-ge, I'm so tired."

Lan Yunxi is rather delicate when it comes to exercise, something Han Yue noticed last night. It's normal for the girl to say she's too tired today. He didn't really care about her last night. After they finished, they both woke up in the middle of the night and ended up doing it again while chatting.

Hearing Lan Yunxi say that, Han Yue couldn't help but laugh, a laugh that was irritating. "Sorry, I didn't control my strength well."

He didn't know if he had hurt her last night. "Does anything hurt? Let me rub it for you."

Inside the blankets, Han Yue's hand gently massaged Lan Yunxi's legs. It was a real massage. Lan Yunxi lowered her head shyly, her mind filled with the embarrassing scenes from last night. The touch made the scenes in her mind even clearer.

Her face flushed bright red, her cheeks puffed out, and she hid in his arms, pretending to be dead. A muffled, low voice came from behind her, "Brother Yue, don't move, I'm a little itchy."

Lan Yunxi mustered her courage, slowly raised her head, and asked, tilting her head back, "Can I put my clothes on?"

Her eyes blinked brightly, her long eyelashes fluttering as if they were fanning against Han Yue's chest. He placed his hand on the girl's waist and smiled, "Okay, I'll go get it for you."

Before getting out of bed, he kissed the forehead of the shy girl again, affectionately pinched her delicate little face, and then put on the long bathrobe on the bedside table.

He opened the wardrobe, revealing several sets of girls' clothes—dresses and suits. Leaning against the wardrobe, he gestured with his chin and asked the person on the bed, "What do you want to wear?"

"Huh?" Lan Yunxi didn't understand this sentence because she didn't bring any clothes.

As Han Yue looked over, he noticed several sets of her clothes in the closet. The girl wasn't stupid; she immediately understood what was going on: "Dresses."

Han Yue took the dress down from the closet, placed it on the bed, and then sat on the edge of the bed. "Shall I help you put it on?"

Lan Yunxi slowly sat up, tilted her head to look at Han Yue, and said in a calculating tone, "Brother Yue, have you been planning this for a long time?"

Han Yue neither refuted nor defended himself. He had indeed thought about it for a long time. Before, he couldn't do anything, but now that they were engaged, it was perfectly legitimate, except that they hadn't registered their marriage.

If he were to endure this for several years, he felt he might become useless.

You'll die from holding it in.

Seeing the smile and satisfaction on his lips, Lan Yunxi pouted and realized that her Yue-ge had been plotting this for a long time, but she did not regret becoming Yue-ge's woman.

In the end, Lan Yunxi refused Han Yue's offer to help her get dressed. She could be shameless in the dark, but now that it was broad daylight, she really couldn't be so brazen.

Once she sat up straight, she looked into the distance and saw a jumble of clothes, some hers and some Han Yue's, piled up one after another.

In a second, the memories of last night flooded back and were implanted into her mind, and she shyly covered her face.

With his hands slowly opening, Han Yue stood to the side, roguishly taking off his clothes. His body was covered in paintings, Lan Yunxi's masterpiece, with lines of varying thickness and shape, making it quite unique.

It's just a tattoo on the chest?

constellation?

Noticing the little girl's gaze, he lifted the blanket again and sat down, leaning closer so she could see clearly. "Curious about this?"

Lan Yunxi removed her hands from her eyes and reached out to touch the tattoo on his chest. It was a little uneven. Forgetting her shyness, she leaned in very close, almost fixing her eyes on it, and traced the entire design bit by bit.

In the center is a sphere, like a sun, with the edges connected by lines like stars, and at the bottom is the number 5.28.

At the very bottom of the tattoo, you could feel a scar, but he had tattooed his zodiac sign and birthday on it. Tears welled up in her eyes, sparkling, and she held back her tears.

"The one in the middle is the sun. Xiao Xi, my life was originally very simple. Every day, apart from being in Tiss, I would at most get together with your brother-in-law and the others. There were only a few lines, and nothing could make me make an exception. But you are an exception, just like this sun, you moved here."

Han Yue's deep voice sounded above her head. His simple explanation brought tears to Lan Yunxi's eyes. He gently wiped them away with his hand. "Don't cry. I just want to carve you into this place."

He pointed to the location of his heart.

Lan Yunxi hadn't even put on her clothes yet when she threw herself into his arms, her tears falling onto his smooth back, drop after drop.

Han Yue sighed helplessly. The little girl really had no idea of ​​her charm. "Xiao Xi, hurry up and get dressed, or we might not be able to leave this house this morning."

Lan Yunxi wanted to please Han Yue, who was so wonderful, and thinking he might still want more, she quickly wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, her voice nasal, "Brother Yue, do you still want more? Then..."

Upon hearing this, Han Yue's back stiffened. "Xiao Xi, stop fooling around. Hurry up and put it on. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

"Oh." She was very happy and had a plan in mind, but Han Yue dissuaded her from doing so in the next second.

"I can get a tattoo, but you can't. Listen to me."

Han Yue was observant and sensed a different emotion in her eyes—a mixture of pleasure and calculating anticipation. Tattoos were painful, and he didn't want the young girl to try them; she was pure and innocent, and couldn't be tainted.

"Oh, okay, why didn't you tell me last night?" She didn't see it because it was dark last night.

Han Yue's concise reply was, "It affects the atmosphere."

Lan Yunxi was reminded of the inappropriate scene from last night by his words. She lowered her head and changed her clothes. Knowing that she was shy, Han Yue got up and walked towards the bathroom.

Fifteen minutes later, Han Yue still hadn't come out of the bathroom. Lan Yunxi assumed he was taking a shower and called out from the doorway, "Brother Yue, are you done?"

Soon, Han Yue's voice came from inside, "Come in."

When Lan Yunxi went in, toothpaste had already been squeezed onto the sink and towels had been wrung out, but Han Yue was waiting on the side with them.

Seeing her enter and freeze in surprise, he snapped his fingers. "Xiao Xi, snap out of it. What are you thinking about?"

"Brother Yue, you're going to spoil me." Deep down, she felt warm and touched.

Han Yue placed the towel on the hanging rod, wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, bent down slightly, and rested his chin on her shoulder. "I do."

She is the little princess of the Lan family, and she will be his little princess in the future. He promised the Lan family that he would cherish her for life, and Han Yue has always been a man of his word.

Lan Yunxi stopped stopping him. She brushed her teeth, and Han Yue took a towel to wipe them for her. After wiping them, he braided her collarbone-length hair. I don't know if he had practiced in private, but his hair was braided very beautifully today, and his movements were very skilled.

Finally, Lan Yunxi put on light makeup, and Han Yue even chose the lipstick. For someone who has too many things and is a bit indecisive, it's especially important to have someone to help make decisions, and that person is naturally Han Yue.

As Han Yue left the room, he turned around and glanced at the red stain on the bed sheet, a smile involuntarily creeping onto his lips.

The two walked hand in hand into the restaurant.

Since the Han family arrived, the Lan family has instructed others not to enter this area, and the elevator is also guarded. Last night, Han's father and Lan Chumu chatted and played chess late into the night, so they got up late.

Han's mother and Shen Muyun were also there. The four of them were sitting in the restaurant, chatting with smiles on their faces. They looked very harmonious, which was beyond Han Yue's expectations.

He thought Sister Lu could handle the situation, but he didn't expect her to be so relaxed.

When Han's father saw them come in, he hurriedly called out, "Get up! Why didn't you sleep a little longer?"

Lan Yunxi smiled a little embarrassedly, but still greeted them politely, "Good morning, Uncle and Aunt."

Good morning, Mom and Dad.

Han's mother kept sizing up the girl. She was pretty, pure, with clear, watery eyes and fair, jade-like skin. "You have good taste, kid," she said. "Hello."

Lan Yunxi also took a look at her future mother-in-law. She was very beautiful, and you couldn't tell her age from her face. She had a cold and aloof, cool vibe, and Lan Yunxi liked her for some reason.

Shen Muyun had already seen the faint hickeys on her daughter's chest, but she didn't say anything. "Sit down and have breakfast with your dad, mom, uncle, and aunt."

Not seeing her brother at the dinner table, Lan Yunxi couldn't help but ask curiously, "Oh, where's my brother?"

"Your brother went to H country last night to discuss business. What would you like to eat? Dad will get it for you," Lan Chumu explained, taking good care of his daughter.

Han Yue naturally took over the task, "Uncle, I'll go get it. I know what she wants to eat."

Seeing someone treat his daughter well, Lan Chumu felt a mix of emotions. On one hand, his daughter could no longer be just his little darling; on the other hand, there was another person who would love Xixi. He felt a mixture of loss and joy.

Han's father, who also had a daughter, could naturally sense this conflict. He patted her arm lightly and said, "My dear in-law, try to be more understanding. You've gained another son now. From now on, Xiao Yue is at your beck and call. If you want to hit or scold him, I won't say a word."

Since things had come to this point, Lan Chumu sighed and replied, "You'll probably have this thought in the future too. Does your daughter have a boyfriend?"

Mr. Han chuckled, "No, all my girl does is play all day. If she doesn't want to get married, we'll just keep her. As long as she's happy."

The Han family isn't short of money to support her; they definitely won't force her to get married just because she's getting old.

Completely unaware that his daughter was in a relationship, Han's father planned to support Guoguo for the rest of his life.

Lan Chumu agreed with Han's father's words, nodding, "Your idea is correct."

Lan Yunxi was very quiet, looking at this and then that, but finally her gaze settled on Han's mother, and her mind automatically put herself in that position.

She's the boss, so cool and sassy.

I love it so much.