Originally, Lu Yan was admiring Ning Anmiao in the moonlight. Suddenly, the girl in front of him turned around and asked him seriously.
"What happened in the past three months?"
Hearing this, a flicker of change flashed across Lu Yan's expression, but he quickly regained his composure.
He pursed his lips, his voice steady and pleasant. "If you really want to know, I don't mind telling you."
"I just guess you won't believe it." Lu Yan's eyes darkened slightly, his voice low. "We swapped souls in these three months."
Ning Anmiao was stunned for a moment, thinking she had misheard. She stupidly repeated, "Swapped souls?"
She awkwardly let out a couple of laughs and after a while managed to say, "Did you drink too much today?"
Lu Yan: …
He closed his eyes. He had already guessed this would be her reaction.
The absurd thing about him and Ning Anmiao swapping souls was only known to the two of them. But now Ning Anmiao had suffered a short - term memory loss, and he was the only one left with the memory of that period.
Anyone would think it was a far - fetched story.
Lu Yan couldn't help but wonder if he continued to talk, would Miao Miao think he was crazy.
He continued, "Three months ago, you slipped and fell when you came out of the bathroom. We bumped into each other and hit our heads. Then we swapped bodies."
"In these three months, we were forced into each other's bodies and had to temporarily play each other's roles. We experienced a lot of things."
Ning Anmiao originally wanted to laugh, but Lu Yan had always been so serious. Every word was spoken with such earnestness that there was not a hint of lying.
Ning Anmiao looked into his face. The thought of joking faded away.
He was just too serious.
Moreover, Ning Anmiao thought that Lu Yan, who was always serious and solemn, wouldn't be bored enough to play such a joke.
Ning Anmiao turned around and continued walking backwards, looking up into his eyes. "How can you prove what you said is true?"
Her voice was soft. She wasn't doubting the truth of his words but was seriously waiting for his answer.
Lu Yan slightly lifted his chin, his eyes watching out for what was behind Ning Anmiao, worried that she might trip. He replied absent - mindedly, "I can't prove it, but it's the truth."
Ning Anmiao frowned. She always felt his words lacked credibility. She opened her mouth to say something, but suddenly she stepped into a void and let out a scream!
Lu Yan's pupils constricted. He rushed forward to grab her arm, but it was already too late.
A crisp sound of bone dislocation echoed clearly in the night.
"Sss—" Ning Anmiao gasped in pain. Tears welled up in her eyes instantly, and her eye sockets turned red.
Seeing her red - rimmed eyes like a rabbit's, Lu Yan frowned deeply. "Sprained your ankle?"
Ning Anmiao could hardly stand steadily. She could only lean on Lu Yan, swaying. Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's. "Yes…"
Hearing this, Lu Yan didn't hesitate at all. He took off his suit and stuffed it into her arms, then picked her up bridal - style.
The sudden lift into the air made Ning Anmiao panic. She instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. Lu Yan held her and said in a low voice, "Cover yourself up."
Only then did Ning Anmiao notice that she was wearing a cheongsam, which was easy to expose. She silently covered herself with the suit Lu Yan had given her.
Only her head was left exposed.
Lu Yan carried the woman in his arms, his steps extremely steady. He said indifferently, "Wanna keep playing?"
His tone was cold and serious, as if he was blaming her.
Ning Anmiao lowered her head, knowing she was in the wrong, so she didn't dare to make a sound.
How could she know that there would be such a high step on the flat castle avenue!
Seeing the girl in his arms obediently nuzzle into his neck, Lu Yan's expression softened a bit. He tightened his grip on her.
"Let's go back and rest now."
Ning Anmiao nodded in agreement.
When they reached the castle entrance, many nobles and invited guests were still there. They were all extremely surprised to see the two come out of the darkness.
Feeling the surrounding gazes, Ning Anmiao felt even more shy. Her heart was pounding. She instinctively buried her head deeper into Lu Yan's arms, not wanting to be stared at.
The suit was wide and thick, almost covering her entire body. Only her fair shoulders and a red cheongsam hem were visible.
People could immediately recognize that this was the eye - catching Oriental woman in the cheongsam who was in the castle just now.
Compared to her former dignity and grace, now she was curled up in the man's broad arms, looking extremely docile and cute.
Her ears that were exposed were completely red. It was hard to tell if it was because of the cold or shyness.
Walking through the crowd, Lu Yan carried her and put her in the car.
The driver was a bit surprised to see them like this. But in a gentlemanly country like Germany, such a situation was not uncommon.
He just gave them an ambiguous look for a while before stepping on the accelerator and driving them back to the hotel.
Of course, on the way back to the hotel room, Ning Anmiao was still in his arms.
Until they reached the door.
Lu Yan lowered his head, looking at the girl in his arms who was hiding like an ostrich. The corners of his lips curved up. "Miao Miao, get the room card for me. It's in the right pocket of my pants."
Hearing this, Ning Anmiao reached out and fumbled around his pants.
Her little hand was not very well - behaved. When she reached into the pocket, her hand moved restlessly. By accident, she touched something and quickly withdrew her hand in shock.
"R - room card."
She held up the card, her voice weak.
Seeing that the other person didn't move, she then realized she was supposed to open the door. She held up the card and swiped it on the door.
After the door opened, Lu Yan carried her into the room. He walked into the spacious living room and gently placed her on the sofa.
Then, he took his phone and walked to one side.
A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. It was the waiter bringing the medicine for the sprained ankle.
Ning Anmiao sat stupidly on the sofa, watching Lu Yan bustling around. Her eyes fluttered slightly, and her heart was still pounding.
After everything was sorted out, Lu Yan walked over and stood in front of her, looking down at her with his arms crossed.
"Shall I apply the medicine for you, or will you do it yourself?"
Ning Anmiao swallowed hard and shook her head. "I'll do it myself." She struggled to get up and clumsily tried to reach for the medicine box on the table.
As a result, she pulled her right foot and couldn't help but let out a soft groan. Lu Yan's temples throbbed, and his Adam's apple rolled a few times.
"Forget it."
Lu Yan sat down beside her and placed her ankle on his knee.
Her sprain was not very serious, but her fair ankle was still swollen and a large area was red, which was very obvious.
Lu Yan raised his eyebrows and glanced at her. He didn't say any more blaming words. He gently and carefully applied the medicine for her.
He was extremely meticulous.