novelraw Chapter 617: Hung a Row of Socks
Chapter 617: Hung a Row of Socks
Luo Luo wants to watch anime, and Yan Yan indulges her, thinking that if this little one gets bored, who knows what mischief she might get into. It’s better to let her stay quietly in the room watching anime.
He just went to the study next door to get some materials and his laptop, handling the files that had accumulated throughout the day, while keeping an eye on her.
Before long, he noticed that Luo Luo was starting to get restless.
At first, she kept rolling back and forth on the bed, then she lost interest in the anime, sighing every now and then like a little old soul.
Initially, Yan Yan paid it no mind, but eventually, he stopped working and glanced at her.
The young girl was sitting on the bed, gazing at the snowflakes dancing outside the floor-to-ceiling window, her little brows slightly furrowed, with a pouty, unhappy look on her delicate little face.
Yan Yan’s heart tightened, and he furrowed his brows: "Are you feeling unwell?"
Luo Luo shook her head.
"Then what’s wrong?"
The young girl pouted and spoke softly, "I heard from Fu Lifei that on Christmas Eve, Santa Claus comes to deliver gifts, but I didn’t know at all last night, and I didn’t hang up any stockings beside the bed."
Luo Luo was now full of regret, wondering why she didn’t think of this earlier.
If she had known, she would’ve hung up stockings last night!
She felt like she had missed out on a fortune!
Then she curiously cupped her face and asked, "But is Santa Claus real? Can he fly?"
Yan Yan: "..."
Seeing the little girl’s remorseful expression, for a moment, he didn’t know what to think.
This little one had been fretting all this time about something like this?
Santa Claus, how could he possibly be real?
It’s merely a character from Western fairy tales, and so-called Santa Claus is really just someone hired by adults. The gifts given on Christmas Eve are actually paid for by parents, just using Santa Claus to surprise the kids.
Fu Lifei was clearly pulling her leg, yet she believed it wholeheartedly.
He paused slightly, suddenly remembering the things he bought last night and hadn’t yet found the right opportunity to give.
So he lowered his gaze and said, "Santa Claus... might come tonight."
Luo Luo’s eyes lit up, then she looked at him suspiciously, "Really?"
Yan Yan maintained his composure, looking down at the laptop and casually remarked, "There are so many gifts that they can’t all be delivered in one night."
Luo Luo heard this and thought it made a lot of sense.
She immediately got up to ask the servants for a string of clothes pegs, then went to her wardrobe to take out all her pink and cute little socks and hung them in a neat row at the head of the bed.
Then she quickly dove into the covers, saying, "I’m going to sleep now, beautiful woman, you should sleep too, or else if he sees someone awake, he’ll run away."
Yan Yan lost the mood to work as well, sent a message to Housekeeper Chen, then put away the laptop. He looked up to see a colorful row of socks hanging at the head of the bed.
In stark contrast to the cool, understated grey tones of his bedroom’s big bed.
He couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth, "Why are you hanging so many socks?"
The young girl spoke with confidence, "In case he’s old and can’t see clearly."
It’s better to hang more, maybe she could get extra, one for the beautiful woman, another for Big Flower and Erhua.
Luo Luo thought "meticulously" in her heart.
When Yan Yan lay down beside her, he felt a bit helpless. This little one always believed in such nonsense.
But compared to the Luo Luo who once firmly believed in the existence of the Magic Fairy Castle, he thought... she’s made some small progress.