55 HAN LUO'S TRUESELF

Han Luo asked, "Why do you always prepare belle flowers for my bath?"

"So that your future husband will be head over heels for you," Butler Noah answered. Currently, he was washing her hair.

"Haha… very funny…" Han Luo laughed dryly. She moved her legs and splashed water everywhere – she enjoyed playing with water. At that moment, she didn't look like a girl who was bullied and was in bed for many days.

Butler Noah casually questioned, "What will you do today?"

Han Lou yawned. "It was fun sleeping all day… yawn! I want to sleep today too…"

"So that you can go out at night and steal grapes? I don't understand. You know you will be given anything when you want it. But why do you steal?" Butler Noah washed away the foam from her hair.

"Where is the fun by getting whatever I ask? Isn't there more adventure when I skip all the security cameras and trick the guards and then steal those grapes and eat them there?" Han Luo giggled.

Butler Noah shook his head out of disappointment. "I don't know when you will get caught. And when you do, I won't help you there."

Han Luo smugly said, "You don't have to. I can take care of it."

Butler Noah was scrubbing her back and told her, "When a six year old try to act like an adult, I sometimes think, the Creator must have made some mistakes and inserted the brain of an old dead person."

"Hey, that's mean! I won't let you get away for saying that!" Han Luo fiercely splashed the water at him.

Half of Butler Noah's body was drenched. His uniform stuck to his body, outlining his carved, masculine attributes. "Punk, you want to play dirty? I'll show you the consequences of messing with an adult!" He tickled her small body.

"Ahahaha! Stop it! I can't take it!!! Ahahaha!" Han Luo moved crazily and splashed more water.

After the bath war, Butler Noah wrapped her in a Hello Kitty pink bathrobe and gently wiped her hair. Han Luo saw his wet clothes and mumbled, "Noah, change clothes or you will catch a cold." Though she was mischievous, she knew how to care for her close ones.

"And whose fault will that be?" Butler Noah grunted. He was definitely feeling uncomfortable, but he had to wipe her first, or she would suffer from another fever.

"Yours, because you didn't change your clothes on time!" Han Luo playfully grinned.

"Punk!" Butler Noah flicked her forehead, causing her to cup it. "Ow!" she screamed.

He helped her to put on a dress and declared, "I'm going to get changed now. Then, I'll bring your favorite fruit custard, made by yours truly. So be obedient and stay on the bed. You are still weak."

"I'm not weak! I'm strong!" Han Luo tried to show her muscles, but it was just a skinny arm.

"…"

"…"

Butler Noah sighed. He turned around and strode to the doorway. When he opened the door, he looked down to find Mo Yuan with a bowl of two boiled eggs, standing in front of the door. His hands were raised to knock, yet after seeing Butler Noah, he seemed startled. "Noah, what happened to you? Why are you soaked?"

"It's difficult to take care of sickly people, Young Master Mo. Please do go inside," Butler Noah politely replied. He could finally take his time to do something. 'But…' he turned to see Mo Yuan's expression, '…he didn't hear anything, did he?'

After he closed the door, Mo Yuan took the bowl to Han Luo, who was on top of the bed. He gently asked, "How are you feeling?" He didn't forget to reach out and touch her forehead, heedfully checking her temperature.

Han Luo smiled sweetly. "I'm fine, big brother Yuan. Mom doesn't have to worry anymore. I've fully recovered!" Since she didn't have any garlic, she couldn't purposely raise her temperature; now she could not pretend to be sick anymore.

"That's good to hear. We were all worried." Mo Yuan handed her the bowl. "Mom personally peeled the eggs for you. If she finds out that you woke up without a fever, she will be very happy."

Han Luo's face radiated in agreement. "Okay, I will go down once I finished the egg." Afterward, Han Luo took Mo Yuan's hand and went downstairs. She was wrapped in winter clothes, giving her the appearance of a snowy furball. Seeing her trotting around, Ma Rui's heart melted. She quickly hugged her and exclaimed, "My Luo'er, you are all right! Thank goodness! I was so worried about you." She then looked at the pretty doll and asked, "Are you definitely all right?"

Han Luo nodded. "Mhm!" With her head, the bunny ears over the hood also moved up and down.

"Do you have a fever?"

"Nope." Han Luo shook her head.

"Do you feel weak?"

"No! I feel stronger!" Han Luo once again tried to show her muscles by raising her hands.

"Wonderful! Where is Noah?"

"He was soaked after bathing Han Luo, so he went to change," Mo Yuan inserted.

"Oh, I see." Ma Rui nodded but quickly chided Mo Yuan, "But Xiao Yuan! What's with 'Han Luo'? Can't you call her more cutely and intimately?"

Mo Yuan gazed at Han Luo the Furball and then shrugged. "Who knows? Maybe…" Then he slowly turned around and left.

"Grr… what does he mean by 'maybe'?" Ma Rui huffed, feeling a slight weight of annoyance on her shoulders. Looking at her son's back, she sighed deeply. She gave birth to this little devil, but she could never tell what was on his mind. As his mother, she wished that she could understand him better.

Ma Rui took Han Luo to the living room and told her, "Luo'er, there is something I want to tell you. Listen to me properly, okay?"

"All right!" Han Luo cutely agreed.

In the meantime, Mo Yuan went to the rose garden. Han Luo usually played there with the dancing butterflies and two bunnies. Thinking of her charming smile and spoiled manners, he couldn't imagine her being a naughty child.

Recalling her conversation with Butler Noah, a smirk was plastered on his face. "Things are going to be interesting from now on."