Fallen for You: The Idol and His Fan-Chapter 114 - 98: A Gift for You (3)

Xiang Qichen unlocked the door, took off his shoes, and went in. He immediately picked her up and placed her on the sofa, took a cushion to prop up on the coffee table, then carefully placed her injured foot on the cushion.

Once he completed the series of actions, Xiang Qichen stood up, his eyes inadvertently catching sight of the paper bag she had been carrying all the way on the sofa.

He raised his eyebrow, took a closer look, feeling quite familiar with it, and then simply picked it up.

"Did you go out today for this?" he asked her while holding up the gift box.

Huaiyi lowered her head, softly saying, "It’s an engraved limited edition, only sold in stores..."

"Did Yang Li help you get it?" he asked again.

Huaiyi nodded.

"Why didn’t you ask me?" his voice lowered somewhat, seeming a bit displeased.

Huaiyi raised her head, her gaze candid: "When it comes to things related to you, I want to use my own money to buy them."

Xiang Qichen’s heart softened, and after a while, he couldn’t help but let a faint smile lift the corners of his mouth.

He reached out and gently tapped her on the forehead, then turned around and headed to his own room.

Confused by his silent departure, Huaiyi craned her neck to glance twice, without thinking much else. She opened the gift box to admire the lipstick colors.

After a while, Xiang Qichen emerged from his room, holding another black luxury gift box in his hands, double the size of the one she held.

Huaiyi looked at it, not understanding.

Then, he handed the box to her side: "Open it."

Huaiyi slowly took it over, first glancing at the luxurious and exquisite brand on the box, and then opened it, while looking up at him.

Twelve exquisitely luxurious lipsticks lay neatly inside the box, their cases shining and sturdy, captivating the heart.

Huaiyi’s voice trembled: "This this this this this this..."

Xiang Qichen: "Didn’t one break last time?"

Huaiyi was stunned: "Just one broke... and you’re giving twelve?"

Xiang Qichen naturally sat beside her, with the demeanor of a wealthy big shot: "I’ll take care of all your future lipsticks."

Huaiyi was shocked for a long while, then suddenly exclaimed with a laugh, "6666."

Xiang Qichen: "......"

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At night, because her foot was injured, Huaiyi couldn’t conveniently take a bath, so Xiang Qichen suggested helping her wipe down.

Huaiyi was stunned for a long time in the chair, then asked back: "You’ll help me... wipe?"

Xiang Qichen blushed a bit, lowering his eyes before pretending to be calm as he wrung the towel, saying, "Didn’t I see enough during the soul swap?"

Huaiyi: "..."

Thus, Huaiyi sat bare-chested in the bathroom, both blushing as she faced away from him....

Unlike the feeling when they touched during the swap, he was gentle as he wiped her down, his warm fingers occasionally sliding across her smooth, tender back, igniting invisible flames wherever they went, leaving them both parched.

He noticed the tattoo on her left arm, his fingertips pausing as he couldn’t help but trace it.

Xiangqichen

From the first glance at the tattoo, he recognized it.

It was his name.

Huaiyi froze, instinctively shrinking a bit, her hand reaching out as she mumbled shyly, "The rest... the rest, I can handle myself..."

Xiang Qichen snapped back to reality, handed her the towel, and quietly responded before turning and leaving the bathroom.

After lingering for quite some time, Huaiyi finally hesitantly emerged from the bathroom.

When the door opened, she was suddenly startled: "You’ve been waiting all this time?"

Xiang Qichen blinked, then bent down to scoop her up in his arms and placed her on the bed: "Get some rest early."

Huaiyi: "Goodnight."

After the sound of the door closed, Huaiyi finally felt exhausted. She had just closed her eyes for a few seconds when the bedside phone suddenly rang.

Startled, she jumped: "..."

Seeing "Ying Yue" appear on the caller ID, she suddenly realized... she had forgotten to return Ying Yue’s call...

"Huaiyi! Are you alright!"

As soon as she picked up the call, Ying Yue’s loud voice came from the other end.

Huaiyi, still feeling rattled, patted her chest apologetically, saying: "Sorry, after coming back from the hospital, I totally forgot to call you back..."

Ying Yue: "Oh oh oh, it’s alright, I was just worried you didn’t call because you were seriously hurt..."

Huaiyi: "No, the doctor said it’s just a strain, a few days’ rest will be fine."

"That’s good, that’s good," Ying Yue was relieved, then suddenly changed her tone with a deeper implication, "So... that person this afternoon, is he your boyfriend?"

Huaiyi was stunned for a moment: "Huh? What?"