C19

Lin Ange was on the verge of tears. After all, how could it be of no use at all?

His demeanor made it clear that he was determined to enter.

What should he do?

She really did not want to have anything to do with Lu Family anymore.

Not to mention him.

Besides, was she being watched by Doggie? If anything happens, it will definitely go on the headlines tomorrow.

The reason she went back to the Yunjing, wasn't to 'gossip' with someone.

At this moment, his lower abdomen suddenly felt tight. A stream of heat flowed out, causing his lower abdomen to hurt more and more. A thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Lu Yiyao felt the change in her expression and asked with a stern expression.

"What's the matter with you?"

Lin Ange had no choice but to loosen her grip on the door frame as her lower abdomen became more and more painful. She held on to it tightly, enduring the pain as she slowly opened her mouth.

"Little Uncle, if there's nothing else, you can go back first." I'll send you the shirt tomorrow... "Swish …"

For some reason, after giving birth to a little bun, she had a severe abdominal pain every physiologic period.

She had been to the hospital for an examination, and the doctor had told her that Tsukiko had not sat well and that the fall had been a sequelae.

Lu Yiyao raised his leg, kicked open the anti-theft door, and placed the thing in his hand on the hallway floor.

Bang.

Closing the door behind him, he carried Lin Ange, who was grimacing in pain, and walked inside the house.

"…"

Lin Ange's face paled and she fell into a great panic.

It was four years later, and he held her again, his arms still strong, his gait still sharp.

Lu Yiyao held her tightly in his arms, not giving her any chance to resist at all.

He still smelled of mint, clean and pure, cool and thin.

Lin Ange's originally pale face now had two unnatural blush on it. Her cheeks were a little hot. He licked his dry lips and whispered.

"Little uncle, quickly put me down …"

Lu Yiyao put her on the sofa with a sullen face. His dark eyes swept across her face and his jaw tightened.

"I'll call Tang Yi over immediately."

These words were almost exactly the same as four years ago.

Lin Ange's breathing became sluggish and her heartbeat quickened.

"Uncle, please don't."

"You're still calling me Little Uncle?!"

Lu Yiyao's dark eyes swept across Lin Ange's flushed face.

"…"

Lin Ange was stunned for half a second before she pursed her lips and smiled.

"What else can I call you if not uncle?"

"Call me Lu Yiyao …"

Lu Yiyao's tone was cold as he sat beside her. He took out his phone from his pocket and prepared to call Tang Yi.

"Little Uncle …" I really don't need to call Doctor Tang, I just... That is … "That …"

Seeing that she still hadn't changed her mind, Lu Yiyao's expression became darker and darker. His cold eyes glanced at her as he corrected her with a cold tone.

"Call me Lu Yiyao."

Lin Ange nodded, swallowed her saliva and quietly opened her mouth.

"Lu..." "Lu Yiyao …"

She had mustered her courage to call him by that name.

If it was in the past, she wouldn't even dare to do it.

In the entire Yunjing, other than his father, no one else dared to call him that.

"Yes."

Lu Yiyao's eyebrows relaxed a lot as he turned around to look at her and ordered in a cold voice.

"Finish what you have to say."

"You don't need to call Doctor Tang, I'm here …"

Lin Ange lowered her head and whispered with a red neck.

"Hmm?"

Lu Yiyao frowned, as if he didn't understand.

"It means that girls come every month …"

Lin Ange's face was flushed as she explained in a low voice.

"Oh."

Lu Yiyao was expressionless. He put his phone on the small table in front of him, stood up, pulled a thin blanket over her, and went to the kitchen.

After a while, she came out with a steaming porcelain cup and passed it to Lin Ange.

"Drink this first."

"…"

Lin Ange struggled to half sit up, took the porcelain cup, and started sipping on it, her heart pounding.

"He actually knows this? He probably took care of his girlfriend quite a lot?"

Lu Yiyao stood in front of her for two seconds, then turned around and walked towards the door.

Lin Ange didn't know why, but she felt a little sour in her heart as she looked at his cold and proud back. Her eyes felt a little moist.

He actually felt like crying.

Was it because of this cup of boiling brown sugar water?

Or was it because …

Lin Ange thought that he was about to leave and couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

But who knew that when he reached the door, he would turn around, and also squeeze in the three large bags of things that were placed in front of the hallway.

She looked straight at him, her eyes uncomprehending.

Lu Yiyao ignored her confusion and put the snacks and daily necessities on the table in front of the sofa. Then, he carried the other bag into the kitchen.

Hm?

Was her kitchen fun?

Did he like it so much?

After a while, the crisp sound of vegetables being cut rang out in the kitchen.

Lin Ange couldn't sit still any longer. She carried her porcelain cup to the kitchen door.

The scene in front of her eyes stunned her. The porcelain cup in her hand almost fell out of her hands.

"Little Uncle …" Lu... "Lu Yiyao, what are you doing?"

Lin Ange, who had been calling her youngest uncle for a few years, found it difficult to change her mind.

The man's back tightened as he asked in an inexplicable manner.

"Can't you eat prawns when you're growing up?"

"Hmm?"

Lin Ange's face flushed red as she looked at his cold and arrogant back, and she felt embarrassed.

"Seems so."

"Mm, got it."

Lu Yiyao put down the kitchen knife and put the steamed prawns into the fridge. His skillful actions felt like he was at home.

"That …"

Lin Ange walked a few steps forward and stopped in front of the control panel. She had a look of suspicion on her face.

"Are you preparing to cook?"

"…"