Chapter 152: Chapter 152: Precautions

Even when he reached the front of the house, the young lady did not notice him. She was peeling the sweet potato seriously. The sweet potato should be very hot, as she would switch hands from time to time to blow on it.

When the black umbrella covered the top of her head, the young lady suddenly looked up. The expression on her face turned to surprise after a moment of shock. In a crisp and sweet voice, she said, “Third Master, you did not leave!”

“Were you waiting for me?” Jun Shiyan’s voice was hoarse. Upon seeing the little girl’s sweet smile and watery eyes, his heart melted instantly.

“I’ll give you something nice to eat.” Ling Sheng presented the sweet potato in her hand to his mouth as if she was presenting a treasure. Her eyes sparkled as she said, “You’re really lucky. You came just after I peeled it.”

Her heart instantly filled the moment she saw him.

So... he had not left without saying goodbye.

Jun Shiyan did not take the sweet potato. His slender fingers grasped the young lady’s fair wrist, and his voice was full of heartache. “Let’s eat when we get inside.”

He did not know how long she had been squatting under the roof, but her clothes had gotten wet due to the slop. Her long hair was also wet, and there were crystal-clear water droplets on her eyelashes. She looked soft and adorable, which made his heart ache.

Ling Sheng nodded hurriedly. “If you had come back any later, I’d have finished eating. You made sure to come back just in time, right?”

Jun Shiyan shook his head. “If I had known you would come here, I wouldn’t have gone out.”

Ling Sheng’s heart skipped a beat. In order to conceal the fact that she had lost her composure, she picked up the basin calmly. “What did you do then?”

Oh no!

What if she was teased?

Were old men that good at flirting?

“I met the local leader. I’m planning to donate money to repair the road.” Jun Shiyan took the basin from the young lady and frowned slightly when he saw what was inside. “Is this great millet?”

Ling Sheng shook her head hurriedly and gave him a mysterious smile. Like a little fox, she picked up a sweet stick. “It’s not a great millet. It’s good stuff!”

The duo entered the house.

Jun Shiyan pinned Ling Sheng on the sofa and wiped her dirty hands with a wet tissue. Then, he blow-dried her hair thoroughly with a hairdryer.

Ling Sheng’s heart was beating wildly. The man’s gentle actions made her heart itch. Her ears felt warm, and she looked up slightly. In a small voice, she said, “Third Master.”

“Yes?” Jun Shiyan dragged out the word. His deep voice was hoarse, but it was unbelievably sexy.

Ling Sheng could not help but swallow. When she saw the man’s slender neck and his rolling Adam’s apple, her throat went dry. “I’m fine. I’m not wet.”

“Don’t move.” Jun Shiyan was very serious. He tapped her smooth forehead lightly and let out a low laugh. “This is called taking precautions.”

Ling Sheng’s heart was once again in chaos. Her black eyes stared at him as she opened her mouth, not knowing what to say. “Okay!”

Jun Shiyan looked at the obedient young girl’s adorable face. He really wanted to hug her. How could she be so obedient and adorable?

When her hair was dry, Ling Sheng took off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the sofa, chewing on a sweet stick. She then gave it to Jun Shiyan. Her eyes narrowed into beautiful crescents, her face full of anticipation. “Third Master, try it.”

Jun Shiyan looked at the little girl’s bite mark on the top part of the stick. It was very adorable. His eyes lit up when he took a bite. “It’s sweet.”