"I... I... What secret of yours do I know?" Lu Che was completely stunned. She had never seen such a young master before. There seemed to be a dangerous factor hidden in his dark and deep eyes.
But she just came down and heard the conversation between the young master and his wife. She didn't hear any secrets.
Lu Qilin sighed, as if he was helpless about Lu Che's slowness. He stretched out his other hand and rubbed her furry head, whispering: "Of course, I like your secret."
"Xiao Che, I like you... You know it. I also want to take you back to meet my wife and let her accept you... Tell me, shouldn't you be responsible, huh?"
Lu Che: “…”
Lu Che's breathing paused at this moment. She held her breath unconsciously and looked at the man who was leaning towards her.
I saw the young master's handsome and sharp features magnified in front of my eyes, felt his broad and warm hands caressing the top of my head, and heard his magnetic and seductive voice.
Lu Che could only feel his heart beating faster and faster...
Plop, plop, plop…
It was not until dozens of seconds later that she suddenly felt a warm liquid flowing out of her nasal cavity.
The man's handsome face, which was originally cold but revealed a hint of temptation, was exposed in the next second.
Lu Qilin: "Xiao Che... you... have a nosebleed."
Lu Che: “???”
Lu Che, who had been holding her breath, suddenly reacted. She immediately exhaled and reached out to touch her nose, but before she could touch it, she was pressed down by a big hand.
"Don't move. Keep your head up." Lu Qilin picked her up and went straight to the bathroom on the first floor.
After placing Lu Che on the sink, the man frowned slightly, revealing a bit of nervousness.
What's there to be nervous about
Lu Che was not a delicate girl. He had been through countless bloodshed and injuries during his military training.
In the past, even when Lu Qilin saw Lu Che collapse into a mud pit due to exhaustion, he did not have any extra feelings.
But now, he actually felt distressed.
"Lift your head up." Lu Qilin instructed Lu Che, wiped Lu Che's face with a wet towel, and applied another wet towel to the back of her neck.
Fortunately, Lu Che's nosebleed was not much, only two streams, and it stopped quickly.
When the nose bleeding stopped, Lu Qilin took the towel away.
Lu Che thought the matter was over and was about to jump off the sink.
Unexpectedly, her eldest master just put the towel aside, turned back, stretched out his hands, and trapped her directly between his arms and the sink.
Lu Che: “…”
"Young Master..." She was a little confused now. What was going on
Lu Qilin: "Call me Lin."
The man's voice was low and magnetic, with an undisguised threat.
Lu Che didn't dare to resist, and quickly changed his words, calling out softly: "...Lin."
I don’t know if it was her illusion.
I always feel that after I obediently followed the young master and changed my name, the young master's originally gloomy face seemed to warm up a little.
"Hmm." Lu Qilin hummed lightly, agreeing, and didn't seem to care much.
Lu Qilin saw that his expression seemed to have improved, but his attitude seemed very cold again. He was not sure what the situation was.
Just when she was thinking about what to say to ease the atmosphere, she heard the man bring up the old matter again: "You haven't answered me what I said just now. Now that you already know the secret that I like you, should you be responsible for me, or are you going to abandon me after having an affair, huh?" (To be continued)