Han Luoli supported the steering wheel with one hand, and with the other, he lightly tucked a stray lock of hair behind Gu Xiaoer's ear. His eyes were so deep they seemed bottomless, as if harboring an emotion called unhappiness.
Was she blaming him for hitting Lu Tianze? But he had wanted to hit that man for more than a day or two, ever since he learned that Lu Tianze had once rescued Gu Xiaoer. He had wanted to cripple him!
Gu Xiaoer's heart ached, and she hurriedly explained, "Da Luoluo, I'm not worried about Lu Tianze; I'm worried about you... I'm afraid something might happen to you!" Han Luoli standing up for her truly moved her. She could genuinely feel this man's absolute sincerity towards her. Yet, she didn't want him to be in any trouble at all.
The man, focused on driving, finally softened a bit in his facial expression.
"Lu Tianze is, after all, the Gu Residence's son-in-law now. I'm worried they might harm you... That family can do anything! If, if you really hurt him, and they get you thrown into jail... wu wu..."
Thinking about the atrocious things that family could do to her, what more to Han Luoli?
As she spoke, tears fell again.
Now it was Han Luoli's turn to feel distressed; he freed up a hand to wipe her tears away.
"Didn't we agree, tears should only fall when you're happy? Why are you crying again..."
"I'm worried about you... If you get thrown in there, how am I going to bail you out..."
"..." So, even with your husband's heroic and magnificent display, I can't change the image you have of me in your heart...
"Xiao Er, don't cry. I won't be in any trouble, nobody can do anything to me. Do you feel reassured now?"
Blinking through her blurry tears, Gu Xiaoer rolled her eyes without much grace. "You liar... You and the President are brothers, yet you dare say no one can touch you..."
"..." Han Luoli sighed silently, affectionately ruffling Gu Xiaoer's hair, though his eyes were focused intently on the road ahead, revealing a trace of icy solitude unknown to others.
"Silly girl, just trust me. When have I ever been at a disadvantage?"
"That's true, you're so cunning. How could you possibly be at a disadvantage..." Gu Xiaoer pouted in various ways, and the gloominess in her heart cleared up considerably upon seeing Han Luoli.
Engrossed in her own thoughts, Gu Xiaoer was oblivious to the large hand that suddenly pinched her tender cheek, exuding a dominating and forceful aura.
The strength of his long fingers pinching her face was kept just shy of painful.
"Ah! What are you doing! What did I say wrong, it hurts!"
Han Luoli turned his head slightly, three-quarters of his handsome, otherworldly profile accentuated by a mischievous, unruly smirk. His charming voice echoed, resonant like a cello, each word deliberate. "Being as cunning as I am, how could I not take advantage when opportunity arises?"
Ah! Gu Xiaoer felt like crying but had no tears; she had to fill the pit she'd dug herself, even if it meant crying through it.
In the palm of the man's hand, the girl was like a soft steamed bun being kneaded and flattened: her cheeks were pink, soft, and moist.
He really wanted to take a bite...
Thinking this, Han Luoli found that even just touching her face was lovely; she was a little creature too captivating to let go. Her big eyes, watery and now a bit red from crying, were seductive, quickening his heartbeat in a blink.
He was truly ensnared by this little girl. Despite having seen countless refined faces of women, he found this face to be the most perfect of all.
Perfect, so much so that he couldn't bear to let go...
"Xiao Er." Han Luoli pursed his lips, his gaze unwavering on the road ahead as he called out to her.
"Hmm?" She thought this man had mercifully let her go, only to hear him continue to breathe out with an irrefutable dominance, "I really want to knead you into a bun..."