Kr·C International Hotel.Tang Moqing stood guard outside the presidential suite all night. When Tang Yucheng stepped out of the elevator in a neat and sharp military uniform, he quickly went up to mee...Chapter 474 What Are You Nervous About

An Xiaotu thought she was going to lose control, and he would do all sorts of things to her. Frightened, she immediately pulled the thin blanket and rolled a few times, wrapping herself up like a silkworm cocoon.

"You... you can't just do this." Her heart pounded wildly, her voice trembling slightly.

Tang Yucheng was stunned for half a second, the corner of his lips curling up into a faint trace of coldness and evil charm.

"Out of control I just wanted to kiss you, where's your head at"

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An Xiaotu's little face suddenly flushed red after hearing this.

She glared at him, pulled the thin blanket tight, and covered herself completely.

Seeing this, Tang Yucheng's eyes flashed a hint of helplessness. His thin lips curled slightly, his voice exceptionally soft, "Xiao Tu, how many times have I told you, don't—"

He was halfway through his sentence when he realized what he had almost blurted out. His body stiffened and his voice suddenly stopped.

This sounds familiar.

An Xiaotu hid under the blanket, still dazed from Tang Yucheng's teasing and hadn't heard his words clearly.

It wasn't long before she felt stifled hiding under the thin blanket. Hearing no movement outside, she guessed that Tang Yucheng must have already gone to work, so she threw the blanket off.

Before I could even take a deep breath, I realized that the man hadn't left.

"You... how come you haven't gone to work yet" She held her breath, her cheeks flushed as she asked.

"Little rabbit, you always used to cover yourself with the blanket, didn't you" Tang Yucheng retracted his gaze and asked in a soft voice.

He felt that if it wasn't the case, he wouldn't have blurted out such words.

"Still okay What's wrong" An Xiaotu looked at him with some confusion.

Four years ago, he would make himself angry or embarrassed, and always hide under the covers. The man would always say that her habit was not good and needed to be changed.

"It's nothing, you go take a nap, I'll go to work."

Tang Yucheng shook his head and gave her a few concise instructions before leaving the room.

Only when she was sure he had actually gone to work and wasn't coming back did An Xiaotui let out a relieved sigh, her whole body relaxing as she lay down on the bed.

Thinking about the dilemma she had this morning, she decided to find another time to talk to that man properly...

……

However, in the following days, An Xiaotu couldn't find a suitable opportunity to bring up that matter with him.

After nearly a month of rest, her body has almost recovered.

Friday afternoon.

Tang Yu Cheng then took her, and his son, back to Bei Si City.

As night fell—

Sitting in the car heading to Tang's Manor, the closer An Xiaotu got, the more she felt a sense of apprehension.

As if sensing her nervousness, Tang Yucheng grasped her small hand tightly. His voice was as cool and calm as ever, "There's no need to be nervous, I'm here."

Before he returned, he had called to warn his family about her disappearance four years ago. He told them not to ask any questions about it, no matter what.

His grandfather asked him some questions about his wife over the phone, but it was all in vain.

An Xiaotu's hands, which were cold with nervousness, were gently wrapped in his large palm. The anxiety in her heart lessened; she looked up at him, his handsome face was still cold and expressionless, his whole body exuded a powerful aura that made her feel safe and secure.

She took a deep breath and nodded, "Yeah!"

Xiao An, sitting between the two, couldn't bear to be ignored. He nudged An Xiaotu's arm and immediately handed his tablet computer to her: Mommy, don't be afraid, I'll protect you.

"Be sure to protect Mommy well, little one." An Xiaotu's lips curled into a faint smile, her clear eyes filled with tenderness.

Tang Yucheng, who was sitting beside him, glanced at the words on the tablet and felt that his son had stolen his lines. His face darkened slightly, and he was a little displeased in his heart.

"You still need protection and you want to protect your mommy"

“……” An Xiaotu hugged her son and smiled faintly.

After spending some time with them, she understood the dynamic between the father and son. The two would start bickering as soon as they spoke, and the son, unable to communicate verbally, was often at a disadvantage.

Xia Annian leaned against An Xiaotu, slightly raised her chin, and snorted arrogantly at Tang Yucheng.

To prevent himself from losing control, Tang Yucheng threw his arrogant son out of the car. He pursed his lips tightly, his expression cold and indifferent as he turned his gaze to the window.

Since the little rabbit suggested they sleep together a while back, this rascal has moved straight into his room and sleeps between him and the rabbit every night. Now he can't even get intimate with the rabbit! He's so mad.

In a short while, they arrived at the Tang's estate.

An Xiaotu nervously stepped out of the car and quickly scanned the surroundings of the Tang family manor. She found that after four years, the Tang family manor seemed to have changed nothing at all.

At the front of the luxurious and imposing mansion, two rows of servants stood on either side.

"Welcome back, Second Young Master, Second Madam, and young Master Annian!" The servants bowed their heads in unison and respectfully said.

An Xiaotu feigned calmness as she followed Tang Yucheng. Her hands, which had originally been casually resting on his arm, now gripped it tightly, betraying her nervousness.

Tang Yucheng glanced at the woman beside him with a faint smile in his eyes and said softly, "What are you nervous about It's just going home, it's not like entering a dragon's lair or a tiger's den."

"I...haven't been back in a long time, of course I'm a bit nervous." She explained softly.

The Tang family hall

An Xiaotu discovered that her parents and even her grandfather had come. Her originally relaxed nerves immediately tightened up again.

"Dad, Mom, Grandpa..." Taking a deep breath, she greeted each elder present.

Mr. Tang's old face was tight, his eyes piercing as he looked at An Xiaotu for a while; he found that she had lost weight compared to four years ago. Her long hair from four years ago had become stylishly curly short hair, and in every way, he thought she was more likeable four years ago.

Thinking of Er Shao's warning, the old man felt unwilling but had to suppress his concerns.

"Aunt, take the second young mistress to freshen up." Old Master Tang ordered forcefully.

"Yes, sir," Rong Shen replied respectfully, and quickly walked up to An Xiaotu's face. She held back her excitement and said, "Second mistress, please follow me."

Four years ago, she was transferred from the Tang family to the Second Young Master's army to take care of the Second Mistress. After the Second Mistress had an accident, she returned to the Tang family from the army.

Later, the second young master went to City C. She also once requested to follow the second young master to City C and help take care of the little young master An Nian, but was rejected.

For the past four years, everyone thought the Second Mistress had perished, but unexpectedly, she is still alive and has returned safely.

Before, whenever she thought of Young Master An Nian still in his cradle and without a mother, her heart would ache with every beat.

Now that the Second Mistress has returned, Young Master An will no longer envy other children.e of passionate dancing was underway...As night fell and lanterns flickered to life... In the bathroom...An Xiaotu lay in the bathtub, staring at the traces of love left on her porcelain-white skin. S...