Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox

Chapter 580: Chapter 578: Can You Help Me Get Dressed?

Lu Yan suddenly looked at that man.

His gaze was so sharp that the man stopped in his tracks, smiling sheepishly, devoid of the confidence and assertiveness he had earlier.

He didn’t dare to move forward.

Lu Yan carried an aura accumulated over the years, capable of intimidating others.

Lu Yan looked at Song Nuan and softly asked, "How do you want to solve this?"

She lightly licked her lips: "I don’t know."

He heard her and nodded lightly.

Then, he took out his phone and dialed the emergency number.

The man heard him calling the police and panicked inside.

"We can solve the problem properly, I can apologize, there’s really no need to escalate to calling the police."

Lu Yan looked at him coldly: "A human life’s involved, and you think I can solve this with you amicably?"

He handed the man over to the swimming pool manager, waiting for the police to come and handle it.

Lu Yan took Song Nuan to change and shower.

...

In the changing room.

"Besides the discomfort in your nose, is there anywhere else feeling bad?"

"No." Song Nuan shook her head: "It’s your fault for coming so late?"

He explained: "There was a bit of traffic on the road, and just happened to receive a call from the team, so I didn’t see your message."

Looking down at the young girl, his tone was sincere: "I’m sorry."

"What’s there to be sorry about?" Song Nuan hugged his waist: "It’s not like you pushed me down."

She was about to start school soon, so she was particularly clingy with Lu Yan at this time.

He lowered his head, affectionately kissed Song Nuan: "We’ll learn swimming later."

"Okay."

"Go shower and change clothes, I’ll wait outside."

Song Nuan smiled brightly: "Okay."

She showered quickly inside, just to have more time to spend with him, not wanting to linger on such matters.

But as she was about to get dressed, a sudden thought flashed through her mind.

Lu Yan was sitting outside, looking at his phone, waiting quietly.

"Lu Yan." The young girl’s voice suddenly came from inside.

He put away his phone, slightly raised his head: "What’s up?"

"I suddenly feel like I have no strength all over, don’t know where I’m hurt, can you come in and help me get dressed?"

Hearing this, Lu Yan’s first reaction was worry about her health, so he agreed without thinking: "Okay, open the door, I’ll come in."

"Okay."

Lu Yan pushed open the door, and what he saw was the young girl’s graceful figure.

Her hair was still a little damp, and her apricot eyes were misty.

Song Nuan pointed to the clothes hanging beside her: "The clothes are there."

She had a good figure, wearing underwear.

The young girl spoke and leaned against him, softly saying: "Really don’t have much strength, feel like I can’t stand steadily, help me get dressed, then we’ll go to the hospital for a check-up."

She spoke convincingly, feebly.

Lu Yan looked at her, unable to think much at such a moment.

Even if he had ideas, he pressed them down and hurriedly helped Song Nuan get dressed.

But the young girl’s summer clothes were tangled and twisting, didn’t know how to put them on.

The more anxious, the worse the dressing.

The man holding the clothes lowered his head, furrowing his brows tightly, looking anxious.

Song Nuan, watching this, felt more and more amused.

Ultimately couldn’t hold back, burst into laughter.

Hearing her laughter, Lu Yan’s hands suddenly halted.

Looking up at her smiling face, suddenly realizing he had been tricked.

Didn’t have time to get angry nor did he, just breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, nothing was wrong.

He pinched the young girl’s waist: "How easy it is to fool someone older, huh?"

She rested in Lu Yan’s arms: "How was I supposed to know you’d seriously come in to get me dressed, seeing me like this, still serious, I thought you’d tease me jokingly."

"Your personal safety is always the priority." Lu Yan’s worried expression hadn’t fully faded.

Song Nuan looked: "Were you really scared by me?"

"What else?" Lu Yan glared at her: "No more jokes like this from now on."

"Let me check." Song Nuan reached out, touched his left chest.

Heartbeat was fast.

He might have been really scared.

Apricot eyes wetly lifted, grabbed his collar, stood on tiptoe and kissed his thin lips: "I’m sorry."

She shouldn’t have done that.

Song Nuan now would apologize for her mistakes, wouldn’t be stubborn.

Because earlier at the poolside, the encounter with that man wasn’t pleasant, affecting Lu Yan’s mood badly.

So Song Nuan wanted to do something to lighten their atmosphere but inadvertently made him more nervous.

Also didn’t expect she was so important to him.

Song Nuan was about to release him, but Lu Yan clasped her back, kissed her fiercely—

"No need to be sorry."

"Now, let’s fulfill your wish."

Song Nuan: "What wish of mine?"

"Lure me in, what wish do you think?"

At this moment, with clothes not yet on, it seemed convenient for whatever might happen.

After all, Song Nuan was about to leave, thinking carefully, if they were in a long-distance relationship, doing certain things wouldn’t be convenient, so now she planned to do what should and shouldn’t be done.

Preventing regret when thinking about it later, unable to accomplish.

Don’t want these matters to become lamentable memories after leaving.

The man’s tone was raspy, carrying some desire, uniquely pleasant.

Song Nuan’s cheeks flushed.

She gently shoved Lu Yan: "Not here."

She panted lightly: "Let’s go to your place, alright?"

When they came out from the changing room.

Outside, there weren’t many people, but Song Nuan’s lips were red, her cheeks were too.

Kissed thoroughly.

Just inside, the man didn’t answer her question about going to his place.

And Song Nuan started feeling timid, backing off.

So she didn’t pursue the matter further.

She licked her lips, proposed to buy a phone.

Phone was ruined in the water.

At the phone shop, decisively chose the latest model.

Song Nuan was not picky about phones at all.

The phone received naturally required downloading WeChat and Weibo first.

Brought her ID to get a new SIM card.

When the Weibo app was installed, it immediately pushed a message.

#Song Yi’s Husband and Child#

It was about her own sister, so she was very interested and clicked in.

There were a few photos inside, blurry silhouettes from the back.

A man and woman holding a child, looking like a very warm family.

[Omg, this scene looks so healing.]

[Sister Yi’s husband, this silhouette looks like a handsome guy, is there a photo? Asking for a photo please.]

[Don’t even think about it upstairs, maybe there isn’t one, her husband is a frontline officer.]

[Ugh, the family really looks so warm, the woman is married with a child, and I’m still single.]

[It’s just too hard, too hard.]

[Sister Yi was really fast, feels like they haven’t been in love for long, right? Too quickly, hope for happiness.]

Song Nuan directly showed this comment to Lu Yan.

Lu Yan looked down, but couldn’t quite get Song Nuan’s point.

So he slowly and tentatively asked, "Do you want us to be faster?"

Tang Si said that in any matter, the man should be more proactive.

In any situation, one must not shy away, and make the young girl feel secure.

Song Nuan blinked her eyes.

When did this man become so direct?

She just hinted a bit, and he said it like this?

Not beating around the bush, she nodded: "Yeah."

"Doesn’t matter if not in the sequence?" Lu Yan raised his brow looking at Song Nuan: "Dating, marriage, consummating, baby."

Song Nuan tilted her head slightly: "If the romance is good, who needs sequence?"

"You’re quite young now, what if you regret it later?"

She smiled: "Everyone at every age should take responsibility for their actions, if I regret it, I’ll take responsibility for my actions."

The young girl spoke elegantly despite her age.

Lu Yan lowered his head, kissed her gently: "Other things can tolerate you, but this thing can’t."

Song Nuan looked down at him: "Even if you can’t hold back?"

"No."

Song Nuan smiled: "Your body is more honest than your mouth."

"So where do you like me more?"

"I like every part." Song Nuan hugged Lu Yan: "This opportunity is rare, if I go to school, we’ll have less chances to meet."

"I want something definite." Song Nuan looked at Lu Yan: "If we don’t do something, I feel uneasy inside."

"So what do you want to do?"

Song Nuan’s almond eyes were round and full of clear laughter: "Love, of course."

"Really can’t?"

Looking at her, Lu Yan found it amusing.

Given the age difference between the two of them, shouldn’t he be the one feeling uneasy?

What’s she so eager for at such a young age?

She stood on her tiptoes: "According to information, if not doing it for long, later it might really not work."

"The information also said that relationship issues between couples or boyfriends and girlfriends are mostly due to that aspect."

Song Nuan raised her brow: "You’re at this age, don’t you think about how many more years of happiness you have left?"

"You’re not grabbing the opportunity, not securing benefits for yourself, what are you waiting for?"

Lu Yan: "..."

The age gap is there, he can’t say anything.

She’s thought this thoroughly and comprehensively, indeed beyond his expectation.

Lu Yan rubbed Song Nuan’s head: "Do you really want it that much?"

"Ah." Song Nuan looked at Lu Yan: "Look at my sister and brother-in-law, from meeting to dating to getting married to having kids, how long did that take?"

"They are the real speed."

Song Nuan looked at him: "Aren’t you guys brothers with my brother-in-law? How come he didn’t give you some experience?"

"..." It seems Song Yi passed quite a bit of experience to her.

Lu Yan: "What you’re saying now isn’t something that should come from someone your age."

"You don’t like it?"

He chuckled: "In my time, I was quite conservative. At your age, just holding hands felt like a big deal."

Song Nuan raised her brow: "In ancient times, girls married at twelve or thirteen."

"Why don’t you learn from them?"

"Haven’t we passed down those traditions?"

"Tsk." Lu Yan realized he was increasingly losing to this sharp-tongued girl.

Song Nuan put her phone in her pocket, walked down the street arm-in-arm with Lu Yan: "Then you just can’t do it."

"..."

She, relentlessly teasing him several times a day.

The only way to prove might be to take her.

Make her cry enough, and then she’d calm her mouth.

"You’re such a blockhead." Song Nuan licked her lips: "Forget it."

"Why does it seem like I’m the one teasing you?"

Lu Yan: "Aren’t you teasing me?"

"Hahaha." Song Nuan clung to him, the little girl particularly lively, youthful and vibrant, sometimes hopping along as she walked.

Beside him, full of energy.

She suddenly grabbed his hand.

One tall, one short, walking down the street, the man’s steps steady and strong, every step sure.

The little girl beside him, holding his hand, hopping along, her eyebrows smiling.

Appearing obedient and lively.

Who knew the things that came from her mouth were so wild?

"Lu Yan, let’s go for a drink." Song Nuan looked at him: "I want to learn to drink spirits."

"When I’m in college and start working, I’ll definitely have to drink. I don’t want to be a one-drink wonder, so you better help me find out my drinking capacity. When I go out drinking, I’ll stop at that point."

Lu Yan frowned: "You’re not allowed to drink."

"What if someone forces me to drink? I can’t refuse, there’s no boyfriend beside me, no one to block drinks for me. If some other guy does it, you’d be unhappy." Song Nuan reasoned logically: "So I have to drink myself, but I can’t be a one-drink wonder, so you’d better go drinking with me."

"If I get drunk, what if someone takes advantage of me?"

One has to say, Song Nuan hit Lu Yan’s weaknesses hard on these points.

Lu Yan made a call to the team, saying we’re not on duty tonight.

"Bars are too chaotic, let’s just buy some liquor and drink at your place. Can you cook? Make me dinner."

Song Nuan smiled brightly: "And, and, I’m about to start school, see if you can take a leave from the team, so we can go out and play?"

"Forget it, forget it, not possible." Song Nuan thought and said again: "Now you can’t take leave, you better come to see me after work, later when you want to see me, you can take leave more easily."

"If you take leave now, you won’t be able to later."

Song Nuan already started planning, how to endure the days of long-distance relationship?

She really can’t bear it.

A girl in love is clingy, knowing the two will be apart makes her even clingier.

Finding ways to act cute.

But Lu Yan’s reluctance is no less than Song Nuan’s.

Sometimes he even thought about tying her by his side, raising her for life, not letting her go to school.