Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox Chapter 478: It Feels Like the Young Lady Is Flirting with H

"Hmm." Lu Yan opened the car door and got in, pulling the seatbelt with one hand and buckling it.

This little girl was entrusted to him, so he should slowly guide her to correct any improper views she might have.

If that’s the case, he needs to closely engage in various aspects of her life.

Hearing this, Song Nuan was thrilled, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling with a playful smile: "Alright, I’m ho now, you should co over."

Back when she went to art classes, she always saw other parents picking up their kids, or couples being lovey-dovey after class.

But she only had a driver.

Lu Yan couldn’t help but smile at her lively voice and asked softly, "So happy, huh?"

His tone beca a bit gentler.

"Yes." Song Nuan: "I’m happy, I’ll wait for you, okay."

...

Lu Yan soon arrived ho.

By this ti, Song Nuan had already changed her clothes, with her hair flowing softly below her shoulders, making her look particularly well-behaved.

She wore a hoodie with a vest over it, wide-leg pants, and casual shoes.

Tinged with youthful energy, she looked fresh and clean.

She held an art book in her hands.

Seeing Lu Yan standing at the door, her almond eyes instantly brightened, and she smiled broadly, rushing towards him: "Uncle!"

Lu Yan was caught off guard and could only passively catch her.

The young girl nestled softly in his arms with a sweet scent.

Song Nuan, feeling the firmness of his muscles, felt a sense of security, and slowly looked up at him, blinking her eyes: "Uncle, how did you get back so quickly? I just changed my clothes and you were back."

Her voice was sweet, filling the air with a sugary vibe.

Lu Yan lightly embraced her, hesitating to hold her tightly.

After all, to him, she wasn’t really his girlfriend, so such close contact made him feel guilty.

His Adam’s apple moved: "What did you call ?"

"Uncle," Song Nuan said earnestly, "Because I thought long and hard about it. Calling you brother, you’re too old for that, and you don’t like being called uncle, so how about little uncle~"

Lu Yan: "..."

This logic, truly impeccable! Left speechless.

"Alright, alright, I’ll take you to art class." Lu Yan looked down at her: "Can you let go of now?"

"Your art book is kinda poky."

"Ah..." Song Nuan suddenly realized she had bumped into him with the art book: "Sorry, sorry, I got too excited seeing you."

As she spoke, she patted his chest and abs with her small hand: "Are you alright? You’re not hurt, are you?"

Her actions, gentle yet teasing, stirred his heart.

"Let see if you got pricked." The little girl said as she placed the art book down and was about to lift his shirt.

"Hey hey hey—" Lu Yan quickly stopped her hand, really not expecting her to do this.

Every day, she was taking advantage of him.

Song Nuan looked at him, her eyes filled with confusion, wondering why he stopped her.

Lu Yan found it amusing: "Little uncle isn’t that delicate, can handle...distress."

"Let’s go." Lu Yan quickly changed the topic: "Let’s hang out first, and then head to art class; there’s still so ti."

"Okay," Song Nuan smiled widely, "So next ti, can I see how sturdy you are, how much distress you can endure?"

She was just curious about his body.

Perhaps little uncle was just a bit shy? Always refusing.

After all, being an older man and never having been in a relationship, surely it’s because he’s too shy.

Song Nuan thought this and felt a thousand sympathies for Lu Yan in her heart.

As an excellent young person and a beautiful girl, she should give little uncle so ti to gradually adapt.

As for Lu Yan: "..."

He truly had no idea about the bizarre thoughts running in the little girl’s head.

Lu Yan took her art book and glanced at the small bag on the sofa, pointing at it to change the subject: "Do you need the bag?"

Song Nuan nodded: "Yes, little uncle, please take it."

She was still young and a bit naive, though her logic was quite strong, and she had her own ideas.

But she was easily distracted by a change in topic.

...

"Where do you want to go?" Lu Yan asked casually in the car.

"Not sure," Song Nuan tilted her head and looked at Lu Yan, "How about going to the amusent park for a ride on the Ferris wheel and a kiss?"

Lu Yan paused: "..."

This is truly...

Overwhelming. What was it he said? He didn’t have any improper thoughts, but couldn’t stop her from having them.

"Well..." Lu Yan held the steering wheel, "You’re still young..."

Song Nuan: "But that’s not what you said last night."

Lu Yan: "..."

A flashback of last night’s scenes filled his mind.

Thinking of it made him feel a bit...

Lu Yan forcibly pushed those images out of his mind.

He really wanted to confront that woman Chen Ya now, but he couldn’t just tell her that it was because a woman drugged him last night and tried to have her way with him, could he?

If the little girl started making a fuss over it, he really wouldn’t know how to appease her, and if she thought he was making up stories, it would make him seem irresponsible.

Not setting a proper example for her.

It’s truly...headache-inducing.

Song Nuan didn’t care how complex Lu Yan’s expression was at the mont. She continued, "You kissed and bit , and couldn’t restrain yourself."

"..." He chose to continue playing dead silent.

It was a bit embarrassing, why did he feel like the little girl was teasing him?

Sung Nuan, without holding back, looked him straight in the eyes and said, "I think it felt nice, so I want to try it again."

"..."

Lu Yan took a deep breath, put on a serious face, and admonished her with a frown: "Young girls should be reserved. Don’t talk about things like this in the future."

Song Nuan looked at his very serious deanor, glancing at his slightly red ears, and couldn’t help but chuckle, with a hint of implication.

"Yes, I should be as reserved as you, shouldn’t I?"

She laughed, "Let’s go, little uncle, hit the road!"

Lu Yan: "..."

A feeling of inexplicable defeat.

He started the car and drove off.

Song Nuan lowered her head, looking at her phone and scrolling through the news.

Lu Yan was filled with thoughts of what the little girl had just said, knowing he really couldn’t let it slide.

So as Song Nuan was browsing the news, she suddenly heard a man’s voice: "When you’re well-behaved, you can try."

"Huh?" Song Nuan was baffled, raising her head to look at Lu Yan’s profile: "Does little uncle an you think I’m not well-behaved enough now?"

"So how am I not well-behaved?"

Lu Yan: "No speaking carelessly, prioritize studying hard, focus on serious matters in your mind."

Song Nuan tilted her head in confusion: "But isn’t what I’m doing now dating you? Your logic and priorities seem a bit off."

Lu Yan: "Song Xiaonuan!"