Chapter 146: 145 JUST JOKING

Small heart shaped pink colored diamonds were attached to the platinum anklet and from time to time, they glittered in the light. It suited perfectly on Han Luo's white slender leg. It was personally designed by Mo Yuan and since it was custom made, it was one of a kind.

Mo Yuan held her foot and leaned forward. His thin lips touched her ankle.

"Big brother Yuan, what are you doing?" Han Luo hurriedly moved her leg away from his mouth. She thought that letting him touch her ankle with his lips was disrespecting him.

"Don't move around," Mo Yuan held her ankle and then raised his head to look at her. "Do you like it?"

"I don't like it. I love it!" Han Luo exclaimed as she threw herself at Mo Yuan. As she did, she tactfully moved her legs away from his grasp.

Her sudden movement caused him to stumble but he quickly let go of her legs and caught her and then balanced himself. There was a faint smile on his lips. He was glad that she liked it. He breathed in her addictive odor and embraced her tightly. After a long while, he finally managed to ask her, "Ah Luo, why do you smell so good?"

This question came out of nowhere. Han Luo raised her head and looked at him in the eyes. Their faces were so close that her eyelashes fluttered and teased his face. They could feel each other's breath.

Mo Yuan caught his breath. He started at her without moving an inch. His body became rigid and turned into a statue.

Han Luo didn't seem to realize his discomfort. She said, "Are you asking why I smell like Bela flowers? It's because Noah always put Bela flower oil on my bathwater." Noah had been doing it since she was a child and this perfume now naturally became her own body smell.

Mo Yuan didn't want to hear the name of another man coming from her mouth. Before he could get over it, suddenly another thought came to his mind. He asked, "Does he prepare your bath every day?" He wanted to know why the maid in her house never took care of her but only Noah did.

Han Luo innocently replied without giving too much thought, "He does. He also washes my back and hair-"

"He… washes you… you mean he bathes you?!" Mo Yuan was having a hard time processing the information. The girl he held dear to him was being ogled by a middle aged pervert! He exclaimed, "He sees you naked!"

[Noah was internally screaming, I'm only 25+ you brat!]

Han Luo almost cried out, "Huh? No! Why would I be naked? I wear a bathing suit before I bath since I'm six. Noah only scrubs my back and washed my hair since it's hard for me to do it. After he is done, he leaves and I bath myself. Big brother Yuan, your thoughts are very weird." She gave him a disapproval look. Noah practically raised her and she was used to having him washing her back

Seeing that he was still in a daze, Han Luo touched his forehead with hers. "Hey big brother Yuan, can you show me a sweet smile? I've given you a present but you are making such an ugly face."

Mo Yuan stared at her with a grave expression.

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How can he stay calm after hearing that she let Noah baths her every day?

"Smile, smile, smile..." Han Luo kept nudging his nose with hers.

Mo Yuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and exhaled. He realized that this girl would be the death of him.

He finally opened his mouth to say something however Han Luo's gaze shifted behind him. Her eyes suddenly sparkled. "Big brother Yuan, it's snowing! Look, it's snowing!"

While hugging her waist, he turned around and saw outside the window, it was really snowing.

Han Luo urged him, "Big brother Yuan, let's go to the balcony. I want to see the snow with you." It was the first time she ever had the chance to see snowing outside when she was with Mo Yuan. She didn't want to miss the chance.

Seeing her jumping like a bunny, Mo Yuan shook his head. He felt powerless in front of her. He took her jacket from the couch and wrapped it around her. He put on his jacket and they went to the balcony.

As soon as they went outside, a gust of cold wind swept through them. Han Luo shivered. Seeing her trembling in cold, Mo Yuan took the thin blanket and covered her with it.

"You should cover yourself too," Han Luo shared the blanked. Two of them snuggled closer and looked at the snowing Paris. Even in winter, it didn't miss its grandeur. She breathed out and contently said, "Big brother Yuan, can't we stay here for the rest of our lives. Paris is so pretty."

Mo Yuan smiled and looked at her. The dreamy look on her face tugged his heartstring. "Do you want to stay here for the rest of your life?"

"I will as long as you are with me," she cheekily smiled at him.

"Is that so?" Mo Yuan pretended to think deeply about it and then pinched her nose. "What if I stay here but you leave me behind?"

Han Luo became nervous seeing him so serious. She quickly said, "Huh? Big brother Yuan, why are you taking it seriously? I was just joking." There was no way she could leave her father alone in London and stay here and have fun.

"I was serious though," Mo Yuan sighed.

Even in cold, Han Luo started to sweat. "B-big brother Yuan, please don't take this joke too far, all right?"

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