Brother Long's Shy Face

"Got any classes today?"

"Yes, but if it's for you, Long Aotian, I can ask a friend to sign in for me." Hu Yuying smiled sweetly at him.

Long Aotian knew this wasn’t right, but he’d grown greedy—just this once, he wanted to be selfish.

He wanted his little girl by his side every moment.

Just this once. Selfish, just this once.

He took her away from A University.

"Long Aotian, where are we going now?"

"Let’s go shopping for some things."

"Our place still needs some time before the renovations are done, but we can at least set up the bedroom first. No more dorm life—I’ll pick you up, take care of you."

Hearing this, Hu Yuying covered her mouth with a light laugh. "Long Aotian, you make me sound so delicate. I’m not that kind of girl."

She felt like he treated her like some fragile treasure, as if she’d break at the slightest touch. She wasn’t that weak!

But… but why did it make her so happy?

"You’re the sweetest, little girl. Just listen to me, okay?"

She knew he was just coaxing her, but she couldn’t resist it when he did.

They arrived at the furniture mall.

Originally, they’d planned to wait until the courtyard house was fully renovated before buying furniture.

But for now, they’d get at least one set—something to make her stay more comfortable.

"Long Aotian, these are so expensive. Let’s not spend money on this." Hu Yuying really wanted to prove she wasn’t that delicate.

Besides, if she really did end up pregnant, they’d need to save up. Money would always come in handy later.

The thought alone made her blush.

"Let me tell you a little secret—your Long Aotian is really good at making money."

He knew she was frugal, but he refused to let her settle for less.

"Where do you even get so much money? The renovations aren’t cheap, and who knows if we’ll even stay in Capital City forever. Let’s start saving now, okay…?"

Hu Yuying had grown up in the countryside, and her frugal habits came from her family’s circumstances.

In her mind, saving was the only way to secure a future. Spending recklessly meant never having enough when it really mattered.

Long Aotian gently ruffled her hair. Some things were hard to explain.

How could he tell her he was a transmigrator? That this world was actually from a novel?

That he’d retained memories of the future—knowing which stocks would soar, which cryptocurrency would skyrocket, how housing prices in Capital City would explode after the 2008 Olympics, even leading to purchase restrictions?

He’d invested early, and recently, that cryptocurrency surge had brought him a fortune…

"Making money is a man’s job. Don’t worry about it, little girl. Right now, I want to give you the best. And in the future, I’ll give you even better. Trust me, okay? Have a little faith in your man."

"My man~" Hu Yuying couldn’t help but smile at those words. "I trust you, Long Aotian." She hooked her pinky around his. "I trust my man even more…"

She did trust him. He’d helped her start an online shop, taught her how to earn. It wasn’t that she doubted him—she just hated seeing him spend so much at once.

"I won’t let you down, little girl."

Honestly, she was so easy to please.

"Try sitting on it." Long Aotian patted the mattress.

"Can I?" Hu Yuying glanced at the nearby sales assistant before whispering.

"Of course." He grinned, pulling her down beside him.

So soft.

Nothing like the hard wooden bed she’d slept on before.

Watching her delighted expression, Long Aotian couldn’t get enough.

How could his little girl be this adorable?

That innocent happiness was everything.

"So… we’re getting this one?"

"But this bed is so big."

"Plenty of space for us."

Hu Yuying blushed, pouting. "Long Aotian, you’re impossible."

After leaving their address and contact details, they headed to a nearby mall for more shopping.

Later, a call from the delivery service sent them rushing back to the courtyard house.

With the help of the workers, they hauled the massive bed into the room.

Once the delivery team left, Hu Yuying started tidying up.

"Don’t move. I’ll handle it. What if you get hurt?"

She laughed helplessly. "Long Aotian, you’re stressing me out."

He booped her nose. "Silly girl, your man spoils you, and you feel stressed? How silly is that?"

"But—"

"No buts. Once I finish making the bed, lie down with me for a bit."

She stomped her foot, face burning. "Long Aotian, you’re shameless!"

Glancing at the workers still busy outside, then at Long Aotian bustling around the room, she bit her lip and quietly shut the door.

They laid the old bedding as an underlayer, then spread the new sheets over it.

Once everything was set, Hu Yuying kicked off her shoes and shyly curled up on the bed.

Peeking at Long Aotian, she murmured, "Come hug me."

The way she looked at him was no different from stripping bare and whispering, "Come take me."

"I’m coming!" He leaped onto the bed beside her.

"Long Aotian, take off your shoes!" She reached to help.

"Come here, you." He yanked her into his arms.

"You’re mine now." Burying his face in her neck, he breathed in her sweet scent.

"Mhm, I’m Long Aotian’s now." She giggled in agreement.

But soon, she pushed at him in mock annoyance. "Long Aotian, control yourself."

"I am controlling myself."

"Liar." She cupped his face, pouting. "But no. Not allowed."

Her period hadn’t come yet—they still didn’t know for sure. So no.

"You doubt my self-control?"

Before she could reply, he kissed her, feeling her arms slowly wrap around his shoulders.

His hands, unable to resist any longer, slid under her shirt, resting gently on her stomach, caressing with tender care…