Hong Kong variety show, I am a charming cop.

Chapter 467 The Mountain at Night

Even the fine downy hairs at her hairline looked adorably fluffy under the light.

Seeing the two men with their arms around each other, Ruan Yuehua couldn't help but ask, "What are you talking about? Why are you so happy?"

Because his father died early, the son had almost no friends at school, so he spent all his time with the computer.

Ruan Yuehua was too busy making money to pay attention to her children.

Seeing her son so happy, she, as his mother, was naturally happy too.

Li Jian didn't speak, but Bo Zai blinked and said, "I won't tell you, this is a little secret between us men."

Ruan Yuehua was speechless and rolled her eyes: "Alright, little man, hurry up and take a shower and go to bed. You still have things to do tomorrow."

That night.

Li Jian slept in Lu Yao's boudoir.

It was already 11:30 p.m., but Li Jian still couldn't fall asleep.

Lying on Lu Yao's bed, I was instantly enveloped by her gentle aura.

The light blue sheets still carried her unique scent—like cotton wool dried in the sun, mixed with a faint smell of white peach shower gel, and a subtle sweet fragrance of hand cream.

The duvet cover was embroidered with a few daisies, and the edges of the pillowcases were slightly yellowed, from the residue of shampoo.

Li Jian buried his face in the fluffy pillow, his breath filled with the delicate fragrance of her hair.

A few strands of long hair lay on the quilt, gleaming with a chestnut sheen in the sunlight.

The sheets were a little cool, but they quickly warmed up with Li Jian's body heat, as if the two of them were sharing the same warmth.

There was her hair tie on the bedside table, with a few strands of hair still wrapped around it. Li Jian couldn't help but pick it up and gently stroke it.

Li Jian curled up in this small space, as if she were embracing him.

The mattress's slight concave curve still retains the shape she usually sleeps in.

Li Jian carefully moved the object to a different spot, afraid of damaging this precious mark.

Every speck of dust floating in the air seemed to tell the story of Lu Yao's life here.

. . . . . .

When Li Jian tossed and turned in Lu Yao's bed, unable to fall asleep.

In the bedroom separated by a living room, Ruan Yuehua, lying on the bed, kept asking Lu Yao, "Yao Yao, tell Mom honestly, have you slept with that guy surnamed Li?"

Lu Yao said impatiently, "Oh, Mom, why do you keep asking this?"

Lu Yao is as obedient as she is in front of Li Jian, but as impatient as she is in front of her own mother.

Lu Yao, in the prime of her adolescence, was bound to be rebellious.

Especially since she grew up in a family where both parents were absent, Lu Yao had some psychological issues.

Ruan Yuehua didn't care about her daughter's attitude at all. Undeterred, she continued to ask, "You brat, I'm your mother, and you're my daughter. Of course I have to ask. I'm afraid you'll suffer."

You're still young and don't understand the dangers of society. This guy surnamed Li seems very mature; he's very discreet in his words and actions. If you get together with him, you'll definitely be completely under his thumb.

By the way, what does he do? If he's a petty thug, I advise you to break up with him as soon as possible, otherwise I'll interrupt...

"Break my legs, I know. Just break my legs, then I won't have to go to school." Lu Yao wasn't afraid at all. "Brother Jian is a good person. He didn't lie to me, and I have nothing for him to lie to. You can rest assured."

Ruan Yuehua said, "What are you saying? What do you mean you have nothing to lie about? Let me tell you, your father died early, and I only have you and Bozai left. You two are my lifeblood."

"If anything happens to you, how can I face your deceased father after I die?"

Lu Yao said impatiently, "Stop talking! You keep bringing up my dad all the time, it's annoying! Go to sleep!"

Lu Yao would never tell anyone that she had already been ruined by Li Jian.

God knows what his mother will do when she finds out the truth.

If I anger Li Jian and he never talks to me again, then I'll be like Barbie Q.

Seeing that Lu Yao was really unwilling to talk, Ruan Yuehua had no choice but to give up.

However, she felt a vague unease in her heart.

Li Jian is so incredibly handsome that even I, let alone my daughter, would be smitten.

Ruan Yuehua put herself in her daughter's shoes, and just thinking about it made her feel emotional.

After saying that she had to go to work tomorrow, Ruan Yuehua fell into a deep sleep.

Lu Yao, however, couldn't fall asleep.

As a newly delinquent girl, she listened to cassette tapes until midnight every night, listening to either Alan Tam or Leslie Cheung. She dreamed of becoming a big star, believing that only then could she escape her dysfunctional family.

Not to mention that his beloved was sleeping in his own room.

Lu Yao tossed and turned like a pancake, unable to fall asleep.

"I wonder if Brother Jian is asleep? Should we go check on him now?"

In the darkness, Lu Yao's big eyes blinked. "I'm afraid he'll kick off the covers in the middle of the night and catch a cold."

Lu Yao made up an excuse for herself in her mind.

Once the thought of doing something bad arises, it spreads rapidly, like weeds in a graveyard.

but.

Lu Yao called out twice, "Mommy, Mommy?"

I called out softly twice, but there was no response.

Lu Yao held her breath, her slender fingers gently pinching the corner of the blanket, slowly lifting the blanket as if uncovering a fragile dream.

Her bare toes tentatively touched the cool floor first, and then she glided off the edge of the bed as lightly as a cat.

She gently hooked the plastic slippers with her toes, and when she stepped on them, they made a barely audible "shh" sound.

In the darkness, she reached out her hands and groped her way forward, her fingertips first touching the wooden texture of the wardrobe, and then the cool mirror of the dressing table.

Her calf accidentally bumped into the chair, and she froze on the spot, her eyelashes trembling rapidly in the darkness.

Once the pain subsided, she continued forward. The hem of her pajamas brushed against the corner of the table, knocking over a bottle of nail polish. As she frantically caught it, the glass bottle made a soft "tinkling" sound.

When she finally touched the doorknob, her palms were already damp with a thin layer of sweat.

The cold temperature of the metal handle sent a chill down her spine.

She took a deep breath and slowly pressed down on the handle. The door hinge made a very soft creaking sound, like a drawn-out sigh.

The darkness of the corridor rushed in like a tide. As she squeezed through the crack in the door, a button from her pajamas accidentally scraped against the door frame, making a soft "click" sound, which startled her and made her tense up instantly.

Li Jian tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. He turned on the bedroom light and picked up a copy of Jin Yong's "The Deer and the Cauldron" to read.

Just as Wei Xiaobao was fighting Fang Yi, they suddenly heard the bedroom doorknob rattle, as if someone was opening the door from the outside.

Li Jian immediately put down his book and stared intently at the bedroom doorknob.

"Brother Jian? Are you asleep?"

Hearing that it was Lu Yao's voice, Li Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

He was genuinely afraid that it wasn't Lu Yao outside, but Ruan Yuehua. Li Jian really didn't know how he should react.

"Yao Yao?"

Li Jian responded.