114: Gao Xuewei taking a bath

Lu Chen, with his steady gait, arrived outside Gao Xuewei's room without haste.

He had just stopped and hadn't even had time to raise his hand to knock when the room door creaked open from the inside.

Unexpectedly, it wasn't Gao Xuewei who appeared at the doorway, but Xiao Xi.

The moment Xiao Xi saw Lu Chen, her big, round eyes immediately lit up like twinkling stars in the night sky, filled with undisguised joy and affection.

In an instant, her small face blossomed like the most vibrant flower in spring, so radiant that one couldn't tear their eyes away.

Two deep dimples faintly appeared on her cheeks, and the curve of her lips was as playful and lovely as a crescent moon.

Before Lu Chen could react, she pounced on him like a joyful little deer.

Her two slender arms tightly embraced Lu Chen's arm, and her head affectionately rubbed against his arm, saying in a voice so sweet it could cloy: "Lu Chen Ge Ge, you're here!"

Lu Chen bent slightly, a gentle smile like a spring breeze on his face, his eyes full of doting affection, and he softly asked, "Where is your mother?"

Xiao Xi released Lu Chen's arm, turned around, and like a little guide, raised her fair and tender small hand, pointing into the room, and said clearly, "Mama is taking a shower."

At the same time, the sound of water splashing came from the bathroom in the room.

The sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet room, like a clear mountain stream rushing endlessly, adding a touch of vitality to the somewhat silent space.

Lu Chen nodded slightly, his gaze following the direction Xiao Xi pointed, and through the half-open bathroom door, he could see a hazy mist of steam swirling under the lights.

Beneath the hazy mist, a faint figure could be seen; her graceful silhouette was indistinct in the steam, like a poetic ink painting.

Though not clearly visible, it still allowed one to imagine Gao Xuewei's charming demeanor, making one want to take a few more glances.

Lu Chen then looked at Xiao Xi, seeing her gazing up at him with an innocent expression, her hair slightly disheveled, with a few playful strands falling across her forehead, making her look even more like a little angel.

Lu Chen couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke Xiao Xi's head, smiling as he said, "Xiao Xi, be good, have you listened to Mama?"

Xiao Xi tilted her head, her eyes sparkling, and nodded vigorously, proudly saying, "I'm very good, I even helped Mama organize my toys today!"

As she spoke, she skipped to the side, picked up a small doll, and showed it to Lu Chen, looking like a child eager for praise, innocent and adorable.

Lu Chen smiled and continued to tease her, "So good."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xi's eyes instantly narrowed into crescent moons, and her smile became even more brilliant, her joy seemingly overflowing, her small head nodding incessantly, filled with delight.

After a while, the bathroom door slowly opened a narrow crack, and Gao Xuewei's soft and pleasant voice gently drifted out: "Xiao Xi, help Mama get a towel."

Xiao Xi smartly responded, turned to look at Lu Chen, her eyes sparkling with a hint of a plea for help.

Lu Chen understood, walked a few steps to the sofa, picked up the towel draped over it, and steadily walked to the bathroom door, passing it in.

At this moment, Gao Xuewei was still unaware of the situation outside.

She reached out to take the towel, gently wiping her slightly damp hair, crystal clear water droplets sliding down her hair tips, dripping onto her fair, jade-like shoulders, like dewdrops rolling on lotus leaves in the morning, crystal clear.

A rich and alluring fragrance emanated from her, a blend of the subtle scent of shower gel and her unique natural body fragrance, wafting in threads through the air, captivating.

After wiping, she loosely wrapped the towel around her body.

Beneath the towel was her exquisitely proportioned, mature figure; her slender waist was barely a handful, her slightly raised chest and rounded, perky buttocks formed an extremely alluring curve, enough to make one's heart race even with just a fleeting glimpse.

At her feet, a pair of jade-like feet were small and delicate, her toes as round and pink as pearls, stepping lightly on the ground, as if each step brought forth endless charm.

Gao Xuewei stepped gracefully out of the bathroom.

Her gaze inadvertently swept over Lu Chen, who was sitting on the sofa, and she instantly turned pale with fright, subconsciously clutching the towel tighter.

Her complexion instantly flushed, like the most vibrant peach blossoms in spring, a blush rapidly spreading from her cheeks to her earlobes, her eyes filled with shyness and panic. She parted her crimson lips, her voice trembling slightly:

"Lu... Mr. Lu, why are you here?"

As she spoke, her gaze involuntarily darted away, not daring to meet Lu Chen's eyes directly.

In her panic, her jade-like feet subconsciously gripped the ground tightly, her toes slightly curled.

The pink, tender tips of her toes gently rubbed against the smooth floor, like a startled fawn, every subtle movement revealing tension and shyness.

Seeing Gao Xuewei's shy demeanor, Lu Chen smiled faintly, his face still maintaining that gentle, spring-breeze-like expression, and he softly said:

"I came to see Xiao Xi and also to discuss the future arrangements with you."

As he spoke, his gaze seemed to inadvertently trace the exquisite curves of Gao Xuewei's body, wrapped in the towel.

The towel clung tightly to her, subtly outlining her slender yet voluptuous waist, barely a handful, like a willow branch swaying in the spring breeze, inviting imagination.

Beneath the towel, her straight, long legs were faintly visible, a small section occasionally peeking out from the edge of the towel, her skin fair as snow, glowing with a warm luster.

Like freshly polished mutton-fat jade, exuding endless allure.

Further down were a pair of adorable and delicate jade-like feet, small and exquisite like fine works of art, her toes round and pink.

At this moment, they were slightly curled due to nervousness, gently touching the ground, as if each touch carried shyness.

Xiao Xi, like a lively little sprite, suddenly bounced between Lu Chen and Gao Xuewei, holding both their hands, and said with a giggle:

"Lu Chen Ge Ge, what are you and Mama talking about? I want to listen too."

She blinked her big, round eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering like a butterfly's wings, her eyes full of curiosity and innocence, completely unaware of the subtle atmosphere at the moment.

Gao Xuewei coughed lightly, trying to suppress the panic in her heart. She turned slightly, avoiding Lu Chen's gaze, but her hand unconsciously tightened its grip on the towel, and she chided:

"Xiao Xi, when adults are talking, children shouldn't interrupt. Go play with your toys."

But there was no hint of severity in her tone, rather a touch of softness.

Her hair was still slightly damp from her shower, a few strands clinging to her cheeks, making her face appear even more rosy and delicate, like a peach tinged with the morning glow, exuding an inviting luster.

Xiao Xi, however, was persistent, shaking her head, her pigtails swaying, and pouted playfully, "No, I want to listen. Lu Chen Ge Ge, please?"

As she spoke, she even shook Lu Chen's hand, her eyes full of anticipation, that childishness making it impossible to refuse.

Lu Chen smiled, stroked Xiao Xi's head, and nodded in agreement, "Okay, if Xiao Xi wants to listen, then listen together."

He then turned to Gao Xuewei, "It's like this, there's a concert in a few days, and I'd like to take you and Xiao Xi with me."

His voice was deep and magnetic, his eyes holding a hint of inquiry, as if awaiting Gao Xuewei's consent.

Upon hearing this, Gao Xuewei was slightly startled, she looked up at Lu Chen, a flash of surprise in her eyes, and then the blush on her cheeks deepened a few shades, extending all the way to her translucent earlobes.

She subconsciously bit her lower lip, her gaze flitting nervously between Lu Chen and Xiao Xi, and she stammered, "I... can I?"

At this moment, the rich and alluring fragrance around her grew more intense, wafting in threads, intertwining with her nervous emotions, forming a different kind of charm.

Xiao Xi, however, jumped up excitedly, clapping her hands and cheering, "Great, great, we can go out and play together!"

She happily ran a circle around the two of them, her feet seemingly fitted with springs, her pure joy evident.

When she ran to Lu Chen's side, she grabbed his hand, looked up, and asked, "Lu Chen Ge Ge, will there be lots of delicious food at the concert?"

Lu Chen was amused by Xiao Xi's enthusiasm and nodded, "Of course, there will definitely be what Xiao Xi loves to eat."

Then he looked at Gao Xuewei.

His gaze lingered briefly on her slightly damp hair, her flushed cheeks, and her graceful figure wrapped in the towel, a hint of admiration in his eyes, and he softly added, "Get ready, and dress beautifully."

Gao Xuewei felt Lu Chen's gaze, and her heart beat even faster.

She nervously lowered her eyes, her fingers gently twisting a corner of the towel, her toes tapping lightly on the ground, and she softly responded, "Mm... I understand, Mr. Lu."

Her jade-like feet were small and delicate, her toes, slightly flushed from nervousness, gently gripped the ground, as if trying to steady her emotions, every subtle movement revealing shyness and allure.

Lu Chen looked at Gao Xuewei in this state, his eyes full of sincerity and undisguised affection, and he gently praised, "You truly look beautiful like this."

His voice was deep and mellow, like aged fine wine, slowly flowing in the quiet room, every word directly striking Gao Xuewei's heart.

Gao Xuewei's already flushed cheeks now seemed capable of dripping blood.

She nervously lowered her head, not daring to meet Lu Chen's gaze, her hand clutching the corner of the towel tighter and tighter.

Her slightly damp hair, like soft silk, with a few strands falling beside her flushed cheeks, made her appear infinitely shy, like a delicate flower embarrassed by the warm breeze.

Lu Chen's lips curved into a faint smile, his eyes holding a hint of teasing and banter, and he continued, "But next time, don't forget to grab your towel."

Gao Xuewei felt her face burning and her heart pounding like thunder, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.

She subconsciously took a small step back, her feet slightly crossed, her jade-like feet small and delicate, her jade-like toes, slightly flushed from nervousness, restlessly wiggling on the smooth floor, trying to alleviate her inner embarrassment.

Xiao Xi watched the two of them from the side; although she didn't quite understand the subtle emotions between adults, she sensed that the atmosphere was somewhat unusual.

She blinked her big, round eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering like a butterfly's wings, her eyes full of curiosity and innocence.

Her eyes darted around, and she asked clearly, "Lu Chen Ge Ge, what's wrong with Mama? Why is her face so red?"

As she spoke, she even reached out and tugged on Gao Xuewei's clothes, her face full of concern.

Lu Chen smiled, stroked Xiao Xi's head, and gently explained, "Xiao Xi, be good, Mama is just a little hot."

Then he turned to Gao Xuewei, the tenderness in his eyes seemingly capable of drowning someone, and with a change of topic, he softly said:

"On the day of the concert, the lights will be dazzling, and there will be many people. You'll need to get used to this 'heat' beforehand."

As he spoke, his gaze subtly swept over Gao Xuewei's graceful figure, faintly visible beneath the towel, her slightly raised chest and rounded, perky buttocks outlining an extremely alluring curve.

Just this fleeting glimpse was enough to make one's heart race.

Upon hearing this, Gao Xuewei's body trembled slightly; how could she not hear the subtle hint in Lu Chen's words?

She bit her lower lip, her pearly teeth lightly indenting, her rosy lips becoming even more delicate. Her gaze flitted nervously between Lu Chen and Xiao Xi, and she stammered, "I... I understand, Mr. Lu."

Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, almost inaudible.

Xiao Xi, however, didn't delve further. Upon hearing 'concert,' her eyes instantly lit up like twinkling stars in the night sky, and she jumped up and down excitedly, clapping her hands and cheering:

"Great, great, I really want to go to the concert soon! Lu Chen Ge Ge, will there be my favorite ice cream at the concert?"

Lu Chen was amused by Xiao Xi's enthusiasm and nodded, "Of course, there will definitely be what Xiao Xi loves to eat."

Then he stood up, a faint smile on his lips, and once again stroked Xiao Xi's head, saying, "Then I'll be going now, Xiao Xi, be good."

He then looked at Gao Xuewei, his eyes holding a hint of tenderness, "The concert matter is settled then."

After speaking, he walked steadily towards the door.

Xiao Xi watched Lu Chen leave with longing eyes, shouting loudly, "Lu Chen Ge Ge, goodbye!"

Then she ran to Gao Xuewei's side, grabbed her hand, and asked with an expectant look, "Mama, what should I wear to the concert?"

Gao Xuewei then came back to her senses, looked down at Xiao Xi, her eyes full of tenderness and doting affection, and gently pinched her nose, smiling:

"Our Xiao Xi looks beautiful in anything, Mama will help you choose."

But her gaze unconsciously drifted towards the direction Lu Chen had left, ripples forming in her heart, a mix of anticipation for the concert and the shyness and nervousness she felt when facing Lu Chen, unable to calm down for a long time.

After Lu Chen left the room, in the long corridor, the light stretched his figure long.

He returned directly to his spacious and luxurious bedroom, where the lighting was perfectly adjusted, soft and warm.

Lu Chen walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, his tall figure pausing, his posture as straight as a pine, every gesture revealing elegance and nobility.

He slowly sat down, his legs naturally crossed, his right hand casually resting on the armrest, his fingers gently tapping, keeping a silent rhythm.

Through the spotless floor-to-ceiling window, the entire manor was visible.

Several tall maids in black and white maid uniforms filed in and began to clean the room.

Soon, night fell.

Under the shroud of night, the streetlights in the manor twinkled like stars, and the winding paths, illuminated by the lights, resembled silver ribbons, weaving through lush greenery and exquisite landscapes.

In the distance, the fountain, enhanced by the lights, splashed water, dreamlike and ethereal.

Lu Chen quietly gazed at all of this, his facial features soft, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, forming a faint smile.

Only a few rustling sounds could be heard at his feet.