Chapter 165: Little Fellow Is So Warm And Comfortable

Snowflakes drifted through the air with the wind, but Andrew’s face felt a little hot.

Scarlett let go of Andrew’s face and took out a tissue to wipe his cheek, her face beaming with smiles.

"Heh, this Little Fellow actually blushes and gets shy when he’s kissed now. How interesting."

The two huddled together and continued watching the fireworks over the river.

Snowflakes gradually settled on top of Scarlett’s head, forming sparkling droplets that looked like stars in the night sky.

"Hmm? Why do you keep looking at me? Aren’t you watching the fireworks?"

Scarlett turned her head and found that Andrew had been staring at her.

"Because Teacher looks better than the fireworks."

Scarlett laughed. "Am I really that good-looking?"

"Yes. The snowflakes on Teacher’s hair make you look even more beautiful, just like a fairy from the heavens."

Andrew’s compliments were different every time, making Scarlett feel delighted.

Of course, even if Andrew had simply said she looked good, Scarlett would still have been very happy.

"Since I’m so good-looking, how about I let you look at me for a lifetime?"

"No."

Andrew shook his head and said with a smile, "A lifetime wouldn’t be enough."

Hearing this, Scarlett couldn’t help but kiss Andrew again.

"You Little Rascal."

The two watched the fireworks for a while longer before returning to the gala to wander around.

Barbecue, milk tea, and fruit—Scarlett didn’t miss a single thing.

It wasn’t until the fireworks ended and the crowd at the gala began to thin out that Andrew and Scarlett prepared to head home.

They happened to run into Sweety, who had finished making her rounds. Her hands were so full of food that she could barely carry everything.

After all, Andrew had said he would reimburse her, so she was definitely going to take full advantage of it.

"That’s about it. We should get ready to head back too."

Sweety spoke with satisfaction. Although she had been dragged over to serve as a temporary host, she had eaten so much for free and earned a decent amount of money, so she was quite content.

Just as Andrew was about to agree, Scarlett suddenly spoke up.

"Did we forget someone?"

The two froze, and Andrew was the first to react.

"Oh no!!! Older Sister... she wouldn’t have frozen to death, would she?"

At that moment, in an unnoticed corner reserved for medical staff, Catherine was shivering while wrapped tightly in her clothes.

"Is there any kind soul who could bring me a cup of hot tea..."

...

Late at night, Andrew drove Sweety home first before returning inside.

Catherine was already shivering so badly from the cold that she didn’t even have the strength to settle scores with Andrew. She went straight to her bedroom.

Scarlett and Andrew also prepared to take showers one after another.

Seeing Scarlett take her pajamas into the bathroom, Andrew suddenly followed her over and said with a grin, "Teacher, I want to shower with you."

"Get lost."

Scarlett rolled her eyes at Andrew. "You stinky pervert. We’re both exhausted today, yet you’re still thinking about naughty things. Do you want a beating?"

To his surprise, Andrew put on a wronged expression.

"Mother Scar, you promised me this morning."

"Who promised..."

Scarlett instinctively wanted to refuse, thinking this was another one of Andrew’s pity plays.

But she quickly remembered that she really had seemed to promise him something that morning—letting him drink milk.

Thinking of this, Scarlett’s face couldn’t help but turn red.

"I did promise you, but I never promised to shower with you. Go play by yourself. We’ll talk after I finish my shower."

After saying that, Scarlett entered the bathroom and closed the door.

Although she had refused so decisively on the surface, Scarlett actually wanted to shower with this Little Fellow, Andrew.

However, because there was another person in the house, it would have been somewhat inappropriate. That was why she had refused so sternly.

If they had been in their rented house and Andrew had made such a request, she would definitely have teased him by refusing at first, then slowly tempted him to come inside.

"It’s still better to be alone with this Little Fellow. We could do so many things."

Scarlett sighed softly and took off her clothes.

Before turning on the shower, she looked at her naked reflection in the mirror, and her mind uncontrollably began to wander into fantasies.

However, Scarlett quickly suppressed those thoughts, her face flushing with embarrassment.

"What am I thinking? I’ve only grown a year older, yet there are more and more messy thoughts in my head."

Scarlett shook her head, dispelled her wandering thoughts, and turned on the shower.

After finishing her shower, she returned to the bedroom. Andrew then went in to shower as well.

After changing into his pajamas and washing his clothes, he also returned to the bedroom and climbed into bed.

Andrew had originally been full of excitement and happiness, but when he returned to the room and found Scarlett huddled beneath the covers with only her head showing, he couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed.

Scarlett had wrapped the quilt around herself so tightly that it was obvious she didn’t want him to mess around.

But the next moment, Scarlett’s beautiful eyes blinked at Andrew. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her voice became much softer and more tender.

"What’s wrong? Don’t you want your reward?"

Hearing this, the gloom on Andrew’s face vanished instantly, and he happily dove beneath the covers.

He reached out and immediately hugged Scarlett’s soft, delicate body without encountering any resistance.

Usually, whenever he tried to be mischievous, Scarlett would stop him immediately.

Just as Andrew wanted to take things a step further, Scarlett placed her little feet against his legs.

Instantly, the desire in Andrew’s heart vanished. His body felt as if it had been thrown into an ice cellar, and he gasped, nearly crying out.

"Hiss—"

"Teacher... didn’t you just finish showering? Why are your feet so cold?"

"I don’t know either. My feet are just cold. I’m letting you drink milk, and you’re helping me stay warm. Isn’t that great?"

Scarlett genuinely didn’t have any other intentions. She was simply cold and wanted Andrew to warm her up.

But at that moment, Andrew no longer had any desire to do anything mischievous. His originally warm body had been jolted by the cold.

Sometimes, netizens really had a point—women really were made of ice, especially women in winter.

The two huddled tightly together beneath the covers. Gradually, Scarlett’s icy body warmed up, and she comfortably stretched out her legs.

At the same time, she was a little curious about why Andrew hadn’t made a move for so long.

Scarlett craned her neck curiously, wanting to see what Andrew was doing, only to discover that he had already closed his eyes and fallen asleep.

"..."

For a moment, Scarlett didn’t know how to describe her feelings. She felt both disappointed and helpless.

"Forget it. Let’s sleep. I’m a little tired too."

With that thought, Scarlett hugged Andrew, her human heater, tightly and closed her eyes as well.

"The Little Fellow is so warm and comfortable. Let me take a bite."