Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox

Chapter 454 - 452: Those Unwholesome Thoughts

"Let’s go." Lu Yan glanced at Song Nuan: "I’ll take you back. You can’t stay here for long. Your brother-in-law and the others will be here soon; they’ll handle this."

Song Nuan nodded and lifted her foot to leave, thinking she could bear the pain, but as soon as she took a step, she fell forward.

Lu Yan quickly supported her.

Song Nuan naturally grabbed Lu Yan’s arm—strong, muscular, seemingly radiating warmth.

As soon as she regained her balance, Song Nuan immediately let go.

Lu Yan was slightly taken aback; the proximity felt a bit close.

But adults like Lu Yan wouldn’t be embarrassed or sentimental over such trifles.

"Can you walk?" Lu Yan looked at her foot. "Sprained it?"

"Yeah." Song Nuan replied quietly. She usually didn’t like troubling others and handled many things by herself whenever possible.

But now she realized there were plenty of things she couldn’t resolve alone.

"I can’t walk." She said.

Lu Yan glanced down at her leg. The girl was wearing wide-legged pants, but he could tell she was very slender.

Both sisters from the Song Family were petite with inexplicable charm.

Perhaps the Song Family really nourishes people, consistently producing charming beauties.

Lu Yan furrowed his brow: "Should I carry you?"

"Or piggyback you?"

He had other things to attend to back at the team and couldn’t wait here until Tang Si and the others arrived.

Song Nuan bit her lip and opened her arms: "Piggyback."

Lu Yan didn’t say anything more, just crouched slightly in front of her.

Song Nuan looked at his back, inexplicably feeling secure, wide and strong, just right.

She climbed on and he carried her.

Eventually, they got into the car.

Song Nuan sat in the passenger seat, dazed.

With every step, his walk was steady. She could even hear his heartbeat and breathing.

Lu Yan prepared to drive, glanced sideways at Song Nuan: "Seatbelt."

Song Nuan didn’t respond.

Lu Yan frowned, thinking she might be scared, and called again: "Hey, little student?"

Song Nuan still didn’t respond.

She was in a fog, a sudden influx of masculine scent overwhelmed her senses. Her eyes refocused, and the man’s handsome, refined features were right in front of her.

She blinked, lost in his gaze.

Lu Yan leaned down, drew across the seatbelt, and fastened it for her.

As he finished, he happened to meet the girl’s soft almond eyes—innocence encapsulating the whole world.

The man’s eyes were as black as a deep pond, impossible to read.

His thin lips moved slightly: "Little student, your heart’s racing."

Lu Yan maintained his posture, leaning over to fasten the seatbelt.

This comment made Song Nuan’s face blush deeply, even her eyes showed a red hue, making her look softer and more charming.

Soft and so stirring within, evoking the deepest protective instincts.

Song Nuan immediately wanted to turn her face away to avoid looking at Lu Yan, moving hastily, too quickly.

In that instant, her body leaned forward, and her soft lips brushed across the man’s face.

Lu Yan’s whole body stiffened, his eyes darkened.

That touch, reaching deep inside, carrying hints of soft sweetness.

His Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, swallowing hard.

Girls are so soft, stirring the depths, the long-buried consciousness.

It sparked a desire.

Looking at her face, he just wanted to pin her down, taste that allure.

And Song Nuan, due to this accident, her face reddened even more, shy and embarrassed, terribly awkward.

Seeing Lu Yan’s visible expression darken, her heart panicked even more.

Words stuck in her throat, wanting to apologize but unable to articulate them.

Instead, Lu Yan’s hoarse voice came over: "Sorry."

These three words genuinely caught her off guard.

Clearly, it was her mistake, why was he apologizing?

"But..."

"Sit tight." Lu Yan withdrew his gaze, steadied his emotions, and made his tone calm: "I’m driving."

Song Nuan: "..."

She didn’t know his apology was for the thoughts he shouldn’t have had.

Lu Yan stared ahead, only feeling his throat staying dry.

Holding the steering wheel tighter than usual.

His mind was a mess, perhaps... should he, like Tang Si, find a girlfriend?

That young student stirred thoughts he shouldn’t have had, truly a bit of a beast.

His cheek still felt hot, intensely burning.

Throughout the drive, Song Nuan didn’t speak.

The distance wasn’t far; Lu Yan’s car, driven over by a colleague.

She had been taken by that disguised old man about five kilometers, found by Lu Yan.

Lu Yan’s colleague arrived afterward.

Now they were handling the ensuing affairs.

So within minutes, they arrived at the front of Night Entertainment Company.

"We’re here."

Song Nuan then looked at Lu Yan, speaking once again: "Thank you."

She hesitated, not leaving the car, nor speaking further.

Lu Yan frowned: "What’s wrong?"

Song Nuan: "...I can’t get off the car."

Sprained foot.

Lu Yan: "..."

Shit!

What kind of mess had he got himself into?

He completely dismissed the unscrupulous thoughts, opened the car door, and got out.

Went to the passenger side.

"Carry or hold?"

"Hold me." Song Nuan: "It’s more convenient; my foot can’t move well."

Lu Yan leaned over, the man’s scent sweeping across her again; she turned her head, holding her breath.

She rarely had such close physical contact with men; it was too intimate.

Yet, this small motion caught Lu Yan’s eye.

The corner of his lips curved with a bit of a mocking smile; was he being disliked?

To Lu Yan, Song Nuan was so light, almost weightless, so he carried her easily.

Within a few steps, he brought her to the front desk, placed Song Nuan down, and straightened: "I’ll ask your sister to come and pick you up later."

"Okay." Song Nuan looked at Lu Yan: "Really, thank you."

Although the words seemed pale and powerless, she dared not invite him to dinner at this moment.

She had mentioned it before, but hadn’t done it; saying it again probably seemed unbelievable, right?

Lu Yan stared at her delicate and soft face, inexplicably compelled: "Why not invite me to dinner in gratitude this time?"

"..."

They both fell silent again, quite inexplicably.

Lu Yan: "Just joking."

Song Nuan: "Okay."

After the silence, they both opened their mouths simultaneously.

Song Nuan was momentarily stunned and said: "Okay, don’t refuse; include the last time when I didn’t invite you, really sorry."

"No problem." Lu Yan: "I meant to lighten the mood since you seemed down."

Song Nuan: "Not really."

She asked: "Why did you apologize to me earlier?"