I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

Hearing his words, Xie Yuhua paused for a moment, her hand holding the spoon still. Was his behavior that obvious? Was he going to deny it?

Of course not...

Feeling the warmth so close to his face, his heart began to race uncontrollably. He hadn't planned to say anything at this moment, after all, he had only recently realized his feelings and wasn't sure about the child's attitude. He always acted with certainty, but now the child had unexpectedly broken through the barrier first, throwing his entire plan to pursue her into chaos. Before he even started, he was already...

But isn't it precisely because the child doesn't play by the rules and seems so confident that he's more interesting and more captivating? He found the child increasingly charming; it was as if he were under a spell, a spell unique to children…

Xie Yuhua sighed, composed herself, and tried her best to speak in a relaxed tone: "Yes, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ling Xiao pressed his index finger to his lips, signaling him to stop talking.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Jieyuhua's eyes. Before she could feel heartache, she saw the child look around and frown slightly, saying, "I don't think this is a good place to confess my feelings."

Jieyuhua raised his eyes, and all the disappointment he had just felt vanished. He looked at the child, whose eyebrows and eyes curved into a beautiful arc. His smile was like the March wind, blowing away the last trace of winter's chill and bringing the breath of spring, silent and gentle.

Ling Xiao took the porridge from his hand and said gently, "Little Flower Brother looks very tired, do you want to rest for a bit?" He then glanced at his hospital bed and joked, "My bed is quite big, Little Flower Brother, do you want to come with me?"

Jieyuhua got up and touched Lingxiao's forehead, whispering, "He doesn't have a fever! Could it be that he damaged his brain?"

That's what he said, but the redness on the tips of his ears and the bobbing of his Adam's apple showed his panic at the moment. He had to ask Wuxie later if something had happened in Hangcheng. How could a child say such things? Who did he learn it from?

Ling Xiao took a couple of sips of porridge and placed it on the small table next to the hospital bed. He picked up the remote control, lay down, tucked himself in, and looked pitiful and obedient as he asked, "Does Master Hua really not want to rest with me?" Ling Xiao then lay on his side on the bed, his hand, still receiving an IV drip, gently rubbing against the sheet beside him, and murmured, "This bed is still warm!"

Xie Yuhua simply opened her mouth slightly and said, "The IV drip is almost finished, I'll go call the nurse." Then she turned and left the room, her steps quickening as she went.

Ling Xiao glanced sideways at the call button on the wall and the half-empty IV drip bottle, and smiled slightly.

Little Flower, it's quite interesting...

In an instant, Ling Xiao's eyes were filled with doubt. He didn't understand why Xie Yuhua liked him. He felt that he didn't have any leverage that Xie Yuhua could use or need right now, so why was she like this? What was her purpose?

On the other hand, after notifying the nurse, Xie Yuhua kept thinking about what the child really meant. Did she mean that the hospital room wasn't a good place to confess her feelings, or did she just want to shut him up and prevent him from saying those words?

The brainstorming session between the two sides was finally broken by the nurse, who complained with a somewhat displeased expression, "Didn't you say it was finished? There's still half a bottle left!" She rushed over in such a hurry that she hadn't even finished her spicy hot pot... If it weren't for the fact that he was a handsome guy, she... well... whether he was handsome or not, she would have had to give up the spicy hot pot. A lowly working girl.

Ling Xiao looked at the nurse and said apologetically in a gentle voice, "I'm so sorry, sister, for disturbing your lunch. The IV drip is still there." He then raised his hand and waved it pitifully at the nurse, and continued, "But the needle is bulging."

Seeing Ling Xiao's hand, which was as round as a steamed bun, the nurse swiftly pulled out the needle; she swore she had never been so fast before...