Chapter 125: Helping Her Change Clothes 4
The girl who looked like she had thin arms, a thin waist, and thin legs, actually had such a full place.
Lu Ziyi dared not look. His heated body tensed, and he quickly put on the small clothes for Ye Chuxiao, his long, slender fingers reaching behind her to fasten the clasp.
Yet, this intelligent boy was incredibly clumsy when doing this.
Unable to see behind her, he couldn’t fasten it at all. His fingertips, however, kept brushing against Ye Chuxiao’s skin, bringing a smooth, delicate sensation, like brushing against soft silk, yet with a trace of warm temperature. In Lu Ziyi’s heart, it felt as if currents of electricity were passing through him, making his heart pound.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Lu Ziyi’s forehead.
He had no choice but to pull Ye Chuxiao closer to him to see her back.
The place he had just seen was now pressed against his chest; it was soft, yet it felt like it had crashed into his heart.
It made his heart pound uncontrollably.
Finally, he finished putting on the small clothes. Lu Ziyi then picked up the small pants and bent Ye Chuxiao’s slender legs, putting them on her quite quickly.
Lu Ziyi then put the pink ruffled-sleeve pajamas on Ye Chuxiao and pulled down the knee-length hem.
He had finally finished dressing the little girl, but Lu Ziyi felt an unprecedented torment.
His heart pounded violently against his chest, his brain was abnormally excited, and all his muscles were tensed, as hard as a sculpture. He himself was already drenched in sweat.
This little girl, however, still looked innocent, leaning against his chest and sleeping comfortably.
Lu Ziyi wanted to move a little, but the little girl was very alert. Her hands immediately wrapped around him, as if forbidding anyone from snatching away her most comfortable cushion.
Lu Ziyi had no choice but to hold Ye Chuxiao and move to the head of the bed. He leaned against the headboard and finally recovered a little.
And Xiaoxiao, nestled in Senior Student Ziyi’s arms, slept soundly.
When Lu Ziyi was waiting for Ye Chuxiao to change in the corridor, he went in and saw Xiaoxiao lying on the bed naked. He thought she had fainted, and he rushed over without closing the door.
The bright morning light shone in, casting a gentle glow on the beige wooden floor.
A creak sounded at the doorway, and it was pushed open completely.
Lu Ziyi, who had been drowsily asleep, became alert. He saw his mother, Leng Yanfei, walk into the room, holding a few folded clothes. These were the clothes Xiaoxiao had changed out of last night after taking her medicine, which had been washed and dried.
Leng Yanfei stood at the doorway, unsure whether to enter or retreat. She saw that the door was open and thought Xiaoxiao had already gotten up.
But her son, who had been sitting on the chair by the bed when she left last night, was now leaning against the headboard.
And Xiaoxiao was nestled in his arms, still sleeping sweetly.
When did these two children change into this position? It made her, as a mother and an aunt, feel a bit like she shouldn’t be looking.
Lu Ziyi had no intention of hiding it; he didn’t want to disturb Xiaoxiao’s sleep.
“Mom,” Lu Ziyi asked, “What time is it?”
His son’s voice was hoarse, and his face showed exhaustion, suggesting he hadn’t slept well all night.
Leng Yanfei said, “It’s past seven. Ziyi, I’ll watch Xiaoxiao, you go get some sleep.”
That would depend on whether he could leave.
Lu Ziyi placed his hand on Ye Chuxiao’s shoulder and tried to move away from her.
The young girl instinctively hugged him tighter! Who dared to touch this young lady’s cushion?
