lpffa Chapter 1167: Can’t You Take Me Home Again Like Last Time?
Chapter 1167: Can’t You Take Me Home Again Like Last Time?
Xu Kun said nothing.
The car journey that typically takes over an hour had been squeezed into just over half an hour. And now, he was driving along the streets looking for her—it was fast enough, wasn’t it?
"I’ll take you home."
Upon hearing this, Xia Yuan was displeased, seemingly feeling warm. She snuggled toward him, "Look at me, I’m already like this. Why do you have to take me home?"
"Then give me your identification card, I’ll take you to a hotel."
Xia Yuan looked up and glared at him, "Hey, do you have to be like that? I’m already so pathetic, can’t you just take me back to your home like last time?"
Xu Kun: "..."
Once was enough to regret, does she want a second time?
As soon as he spoke, he couldn’t help but shiver again; feeling somewhat guilty, he stopped arguing with her. He handed her an umbrella, took off his jacket and draped it over her, then walked toward the nearby parked car.
Back at home, as soon as they stepped inside, Xia Yuan shivered from the cold. After putting away the umbrella, he said to her, "Take a hot shower, otherwise you might catch a cold."
"But, I don’t have any clothes to change into, what should I do?"
Xu Kun frowned, "You go first, I’ll figure something out."
"Oh..."
She responded and obediently ran to the room she used to stay in.
Halfway through her bath, there was a knock at the door, followed by Xu Kun’s voice, "I called someone to deliver clothes over, it might take a while. Wear mine for now; once they arrive, you can change. These are new, I left them outside the door for you, take them when you’re done."
"Thank you."
After his shadow disappeared from the doorframe, Xia Yuan rose from the bathtub, rinsed the suds off gently, and carefully opened the door.
First, she poked her head out to check; not seeing Xu Kun’s shadow, she then lowered her gaze to the neatly stacked clothes.
Suddenly, she smiled, reached out, and picked them up.
Coming out of the bathroom, she looked at the several sizes too big clothes on her, feeling how weird they looked.
In the living room, Xu Kun poured her a glass of water, which Xia Yuan accepted, said thank you, and hugged it in her hands.
She curled up her legs into a ball, not knowing why she felt freezing despite having just had a hot bath.
Seeing this, Xu Kun was about to suggest raising the air conditioning in the room, but before he could say anything, his cell phone rang in his pocket.
Taking it out and seeing "Mo Han" displayed, it suddenly reminded him of the meet-up they had planned.
Standing up, he walked to the balcony to answer the call...
A few minutes later, returning to the living room, he said, "Rest here for now. If someone knocks, it should be the clothes delivery. I need to go out for a bit."
"Okay, I got it. If you have something to do, go ahead, I can manage here."
After all, she had lived there for a while before, so she was fairly familiar; as long as she didn’t go out, there would be no problems...
Once Xu Kun went out, the room suddenly fell silent. Although she drank two more cups of hot water, she felt somewhat dazed. She raised her hand to touch her forehead, feeling its coolness, but didn’t worry too much.
After the clothes were delivered, she went to her room to change and then ran directly to the sofa, hugged a pillow, turned on the television, and unknowingly drifted into sleep.
In a bar she often frequented, Mo Han sat at a table, holding a glass of wine. He glanced at Xu Kun, who seemed distracted, waved a hand in front of his eyes, "What’s wrong with you? You were fine when you went back in the afternoon, what’s caused you to lose your spirit?"