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

Ling Xiao, as if in retaliation, pulled back Xie Yuhua's blanket, leaned over him, and pinned him down, protecting his head with his left hand to prevent him from hitting his head when he fell.

Sensing something, a hint of amusement flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes as he whispered in Xie Yuhua's ear, "Little Flower Brother is really perceptive. Do you need any help?"

Following Ling Xiao's downward gaze, Xie Yuhua blushed instantly and tried to push him away, but in the process, she tore open Ling Xiao's pajamas...

Ling Xiao was completely naked, exposed in front of Xie Yuhua, half-clinging to her body.

"So eager?" Ling Xiao said with a wicked smile.

The Confessor: ?

"If you haven't had enough, you can touch it a little longer," Ling Xiao said with a somewhat ambiguous tone.

Xie Yuhua then realized that her palm was pressed against Ling Xiao's pectoral muscles, and immediately let go of him.

Reflecting on the sensation in her palm, Jieyuhua found Lingxiao's muscles surprisingly pleasant to the touch, without any stiffness. Instead, they had a perfectly balanced feel that was somewhat addictive.

Jieyuhua felt that Lingxiao was simply a walking aphrodisiac, a fox spirit in disguise, specially designed to bewitch people.

"Hmm? Do you need my help or not?" Seeing that Xie Yuhua was a little dazed, Ling Xiao asked him again.

"This is a hospital!" Xie Yuhua said, somewhat embarrassed and annoyed.

"So... it doesn't have to be a hospital? But don't you think it's more exciting in a hospital, Brother Xiaohua?" Ling Xiao playfully fiddled with Jieyuhua's hair.

"Stop pretending! You don't feel anything at all." Xie Yuhua seemed a little angry. She pushed Ling Xiao away, got out of bed, picked up her clothes, and headed to the bathroom.

Just as she was about to step inside, Xie Yuhua turned to Ling Xiao and said, "I don't think I lack charm. You'd better give me a reasonable explanation." Her body's reaction didn't lie, and this made Xie Yuhua feel like she'd been tricked.

Ling Xiao was pushed onto the bed. He stared at the ceiling for a while, then got up, put on his bathrobe, sat on the sofa, and picked up one of the brightly colored apples on the small table.

The apple was a beautiful red color, smooth and shiny all over, and smelled enticingly fragrant. Ling Xiao picked up a knife and started peeling it.

Unfortunately, the apple, which looked fresh on the outside, was rotten inside. Ling Xiao even cut his hand while cutting the apple. He shook his head and threw the apple into the trash can.

He looked a little dazed.

When Xie Yuhua came out of the bathroom, she saw Ling Xiao sitting motionless on the sofa with blood flowing from his hand. Xie Yuhua's heart tightened, and she quickly stepped forward, skillfully picking up the first-aid kit to bandage him.

Before Jieyuhua could question him, Lingxiao explained, "I wanted to peel an apple for you, but I didn't do it well."

Jie Hua's anger subsided by half. While bandaging Ling Xiao's wound, Ling Xiao hugged him tightly, his eyes filled with a mixture of grievance and coquettishness. "Brother Xiao Hua, I didn't mean to tease you. I'm just... a little indifferent to these kinds of things... and a little slow to react. Don't be angry with me, and don't dislike me." Ling Xiao's voice grew softer and softer.

Xie Yuhua thought of something and his heart softened. He knew about frigidity and shouldn't blame the child. The child had tried very hard to try, hadn't he? Would the child be even more resistant to it in the future? Feeling a little guilty, he hugged the child back and comforted him.

He will stay with the child, and the child will get better.

Seeing that Jieyuhua was in a better mood, Lingxiao coaxed him to sleep.

At night, Xie Yuhua didn't sleep well, clinging tightly to Ling Xiao and murmuring, "Brother."

Ling Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Xie Yuhua in his arms, and thought of what had happened that night, Xie Yuhua's sudden crying, and her handwriting. He immediately understood.

So, when he was in the tomb, he was truly dead, or rather, his soul left his body. And the years he spent with Yuhua when she was a child were also real.

Ling Xiao felt a sharp pain in his heart, an indescribable feeling, and didn't sleep all night.

When Xie Yuhua woke up the next day, Ling Xiao was no longer by his side. A hot breakfast, Xie Yuhua's favorite dishes, was laid out on the small table.

Jieyuhua got up to look for the child, but heard sounds from the bathroom. Ling Xiao seemed to be on the phone with someone; his voice was a little muffled, but she could vaguely make out a few words being said, something like:

"How is it...?"

"Since it is a gift for..., it is natural to use... people."

"First catch some small tattoos... don't alert the enemy."

Who is the child talking to on the phone?