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

"One bowl is enough," Ling Xiao said, offering to eat only one bowl.

Before Xieyuhua could ask him, Lingxiao leaned slightly against her and said, "I want Brother Xiaohua to make more trips for me. There are many vendors in the capital that sell roasted hawthorns, and in winter, they also buy me candied hawthorns. These are all made with hawthorns. I want you to think of me first whenever you see hawthorns in the future."

Jieyuhua playfully pinched Lingxiao's nose and laughed, "Even if it weren't for that, I would still buy it for you."

Ling Xiao suddenly realized something and said with a serious expression, "What am I supposed to do if I need to take a shower? I'm not going to use the toilet in bed, am I?"

Jieyuhua didn't understand what the child was worried about, and said with an unquestionable expression, "Of course I'll wash you, I'll carry you there."

"No way!" Ling Xiao immediately widened his eyes and refused.

"Why not?" Jieyuhua asked.

“How can we let Master Hua do this kind of rough work? Why don’t we let Cheng Yu do it instead…” Ling Xiao felt that at least Cheng Yu listened to him, and he could just find a reason to send Cheng Yu out. He could wash the clothes by himself.

Seeing Xie Yuhua's increasingly gloomy expression, Ling Xiao smiled inwardly, then put his arm around Xie Yuhua and quickly kissed his cheek, saying, "I was wrong, Brother Xiaohua, I won't joke anymore."

"There won't be a next time," Xie Yuhua said with a displeased expression.

“Okay,” Ling Xiao replied, leaning against Xie Yuhua’s chest.

Over the past few days, Ling Xiao has been behaving himself and hasn't mistreated himself again. Xie Yuhua has also been by his side almost every step of the way, afraid that the situation from last time might happen again. The fat guy and the others have mentioned that they would come and take over for Xie Yuhua occasionally, but Xie Yuhua insisted on taking care of her herself, so they gave up on that idea.

When Ling Xiao had nothing to do, he would play with Xie Yuhua's hand, and Xie Yuhua would let him rub it without complaint. In the end, it was Wu Xie who broke the silence of the past few days.

"Lingzi! Aning mailed you a letter, do you want to take a look?" Wuxie called out as he stood at the door.

"Ah Ning?" Ling Xiao asked, somewhat puzzled. "Why would she send me a letter?"

"I guess they can't reach you." Wu Xie's words were like a wake-up call. Ling Xiao suddenly remembered that he hadn't registered for that app called 'Q' in this world, and after changing his phone number, he only gave it to Xie Yuhua, Wu Xie, and Fatty... Finding him would really be a bit of a challenge...

Jieyuhua took the letter from Lingxiao and asked him with her eyes whether he wanted to open it. Lingxiao nodded and said, "There's no need for such formalities between us."

Jieyuhua nodded, opened the envelope, and showed the letter to Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao was stunned the moment he saw the letter. Well, this woman's letter was not only written in English, but the entire letter was densely packed with English. She did a good job of keeping it secret.

Jieyuhua frowned. To be honest, he always traveled abroad with an assistant, so there were very few situations where he could speak English. After reading the letter, he felt that his English level needed improvement.

Ling Xiao understood his look and said, "What are you afraid of? You still have me."

"What? What are you afraid of? What did that woman say that made you all look so upset?" Wu Xie also came over and cursed after seeing the letter, "Damn it! That woman! She really knows how to make things difficult!"

Fortunately, he had passed the CET-4 and CET-6 exams. Wu Xie roughly translated it. Apart from a few very obscure words that he couldn't understand, he could read the general meaning. It was just that A Ning's team was about to set off again and wanted Ling Xiao to go with them. Then he said a lot of useless nonsense.

'So we're at the next tomb already? It seems he really has pushed the timeline forward.' Ling Xiao thought to himself. The letter gave him a month and a half to prepare. By then, his wounds should be almost healed. Maybe he could take a gamble; perhaps he'd be lucky and find what he wanted in this tomb.