"Hmph!"
Ying Huanhuan let out a delicate snort, feeling that Lu Yunxiao was implying something.
Still, she did not hold it against him. Striding over on her long legs, she quickly arrived at Lu Yunxiao's side.
Her figure blocked out the sunlight as her star-bright beautiful eyes fixed on Lu Yunxiao.
"Why are you always lying around?"
Ying Huanhuan muttered.
"Isn't it because I'm bored?"
Lu Yunxiao reached out and took hold of Ying Huanhuan's tender soft hand.
Ying Huanhuan shot him a sidelong glare but did not struggle.
Compared to the "bullying" she had endured these past few days, holding hands was practically nothing.
She had already gotten used to it.
Playing with Ying Huanhuan's long, slender fingers, Lu Yunxiao asked as though he did not care, "Go on, what did Old Man Ying send you here to ask?"
He understood Ying Huanhuan well enough.
For the past few days, she had always come in the morning and left in the afternoon.
She would never return after leaving in the afternoon.
After all, having suffered some "bullying" here, the girl needed time to calm herself down.
For her to behave so unusually today, Ying Xuanzi must have stirred up some new trouble.
He could tell something like that at a glance.
"What Old Man Ying? That's my father. Can't you be a little more polite?"
Ying Huanhuan pouted, sounding displeased.
Though she knew that given Lu Yunxiao's strength, there was nothing wrong with him calling Ying Xuanzi that.
"More polite?"
"Sure. Are you agreeing to be with me?"
"As long as you're with me, I can even call him Dad."
Lu Yunxiao smiled as he casually spouted nonsense.
Of course, there was no way he would call him Dad. But calling him Uncle Ying would not be a problem.