"Can't play, let's play next time, can we blow our heads first?"

Xinluo took off his wet clothes and tossed them aside.

For convenience, he casually put on a loose white T-shirt, walked to the bedside and picked up Youyou, ready to blow his hair for him.

Before blow-drying, she took a towel and dried his hair slightly.

While wiping, he asked worriedly: "Youyou, if you don't go home all night, won't your family be worried?" ”

For such a young child, if he doesn't come home at night, no adults will ask.

Xinluo is now suddenly a little suspicious, whether Lu Yuchen and Zhuo Yarong regard Youyou as a son and grandson.

After all, she still remembered that at the banquet, Zhuo Yarong was very nervous about Zhuo Yunfei.

can take care of her nephew meticulously and obediently, she can't favor one over the other for her grandson.

Xinluo's action of wiping his hair was light and soft, and he narrowed his eyes in enjoyment, and said not too carelessly.

"They don't know I'm in City A, so it doesn't matter if I go back or not."

He secretly ran back from City B.

Lu Qi, Meng Ze and Lu Che accompanied him.

He told them not to tell Lu Yuchen and Zhuo Yarong, so no one dared to reveal his whereabouts at will.

They actually stayed in the Reddington Hotel, where the banquet was held tonight, and Lu Che accompanied him to sneak into the banquet hall.

"I was just going to see the excitement, but I ran into you, Aunt Xiaoluo. Aunt Xiao Luo won't blame me for following you back, right? ”

When he followed Aunt Xiao Luo, Lu Che knew about it.

At that time, he gave Lu Che a look, and he would help him deal with the aftermath.

Youyou has been cold since he was a child, and he is even more indifferent to outsiders.

He shouldn't have confided so much about it.

But in the face of the woman behind him, he felt that there was always something to say.

"Of course not...... If you like, you can rest here tonight. ”

How could she blame him.

I should be grateful to her.

This child is his own salvation.

When she was so broken, so confused...... If it weren't for his presence, she would probably still be immersed in endless sadness and self-doubt.

Even if it was selfish, she wanted to hold him firmly in her arms and enjoy this little bit of stolen happiness.

She told herself, wait until tomorrow...... Tomorrow, she will listen to Zhuo Yarong and obediently disappear into the world of Youyou and Lu Yuchen.

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Holding Youyou in his arms, Xinluo carefully held the hair dryer and dried his hair for him.

Youyou has never had such an experience since he was a child.

Leaning on this woman's soft embrace, blowing a warm breeze, I actually wanted to be drowsy.

I have to admit that he likes this little Aunt Luo more and more now.

Youyou felt more and more comfortable in his body, and his eyelids closed unconsciously.

Hmm, Aunt Xiaoluo, it smells so good.

He loved the feeling of leaning into her arms.

This is much more comfortable than the man's hard embrace.

Xiao Youyou was in a daze, thinking of the first time he called Aunt Xiao Luo, a woman.

He saw tears of emotion flashing in her crystal clear peach blossom eyes.

Well...... She must also like the title of 'Aunt Xiao Luo'.

It's just that I love to cry too much.

Thinking like this, Youyou unconsciously fell asleep.

……

After Xinluo finished blowing Youyou's hair, he found that Xiao Youyou had fallen asleep in his arms.

She carefully carried Youyou into the quilt and covered it.

Then he lay down, lying next to Youyou, supporting his chin with his hands, looking at his innocent sleeping face.