Chapter 2039: Movie Emperor Han’s Green Prairie (1)

"She’s staying with me here."

"Alright, I’ll come see you both tomorrow."

Han Luoqi laughed and scolded, saying she’s actually coming to see her grandson, then hung up the phone and continued tidying up the room.

The house was very tidy. A cleaning service came every day, so there wasn’t much to clean.

He changed the sheets and laid out new toiletries.

He went downstairs to grab Zhuang Xuejun’s suitcase. "It’s all set; do you want to go up and take a look?"

Zhuang Xuejun nodded. She was a bit tired and wanted to take a nap.

Han Luoqi stood by the stairs, letting her go up first, following behind to prevent her from slipping accidentally.

Zhuang Xuejun thought he was making a fuss over nothing.

She was just pregnant, not sick, what was all the fuss about?

"The room on the right." Han Luoqi pointed to the right-side door.

The door was open, and Zhuang Xuejun walked in, her eyes widening, "This is the master bedroom?"

Han Luoqi had already wheeled in her luggage, opened the closet, and started hanging her clothes.

Upon hearing her question, he looked up and gave her a playful smile, "Yes, the master bedroom."

She’s a woman, how could he let her stay in the guest room?

The guest rooms here were nearly just for show, never occupied, cold and lifeless, and not as spacious as the master bedroom.

"How is this okay? I can stay in the guest room."

"It’s not about what’s okay or not; ever heard of chivalry? I’m letting you have the master bedroom. Don’t worry, I changed the sheets and toiletries. If there’s anything else you need changed, just let me know, no need to be polite."

"No need to trouble yourself, just tidy up a guest room for me; I won’t be staying long anyway... What are you doing!"

Zhuang Xuejun was speaking when she saw Han Luoqi holding a hanger in one hand and her underwear in the other, trying to figure out how to hang it.

Her face turned crimson as she hurried over to snatch it away and threw it back into the suitcase, shutting it with a snap.

Han Luoqi looked at his now empty hands and chuckled, "I was just helping you hang up your clothes."

"Per... pervert!"

Han Luoqi shrugged helplessly with his hands in his pockets, "What’s wrong with that? I’ve helped you take them off; what’s wrong with hanging them up?"

"You..."

"Alright, alright, just teasing you. The clothes are hung up. I guess you won’t let me touch the rest, so hang them up yourself."

Finish hanging your clothes and take a nap. Rest up well. I’ll call you for dinner. I’m heading out first; call me if you need anything."

Once he left, Zhuang Xuejun quickly hung up her personal clothes, her face still flushed.

Lying in bed, she was surrounded by the scent of a man, making her very uneasy.

Even though the sheets and covers were changed, this was still his room, his bed; it was impossible for there to be no trace of him.

In her whole life, this was her first time sleeping in a man’s bed, and it was very uncomfortable.

She thought she wouldn’t be able to sleep, but surprisingly, being pregnant made her drowsy, and she fell asleep after a few tosses and turns.

When she woke up, it was already 5:30 in the afternoon. She stretched and went downstairs after washing her face.

As she reached the living room, she caught the aroma wafting from the kitchen.

She walked over in her soft slippers, and there was Han Luoqi wearing a black apron, cooking with his back to the door.

Her footsteps were light, and he was so concentrated that he didn’t notice someone behind him.

Zhuang Xuejun leaned against the doorframe, watching casually.

Who would’ve thought that the dignified second young master of the Han Family, the renowned Movie Emperor, could actually cook?

Judging by the aroma, his cooking skills seemed quite good, which was rather unexpected.