My Beloved

Han Luo didn't have to pack anything as avid Ma Rui already ordered her maid to pack the young girl's luggage. But the observations of Han Luo's butler led her to realize that Han Luo didn't have clothes for traveling and camping. The number of her clothes was half of what the other Han children had. Thinking about it pained Ma Rui.

The mother packed her luggage and drove herself and Mo Yuan to the Han Residence. Han Luo was wearing an orange shirt and brown shorts, with a pair of orange socks and brown shoes to match. Her hair was tied up into a ponytail. After showing her results to her uncle and her cousin, she got ready to go out with Ma Rui and Mo Yuan. "Mom!" Her expression was full of joy when she saw Ma Rui's car stop in front of the entrance.

Han Sheng Ming scowled sourly, looking as though he were sulking. He wanted to go with them and even called Ma Rui, after finding out that Han Luo was going out for a whole week. Yet Ma Rui directly rejected him.

Han Luo glanced at Han Sheng Ming and called, "Big brother Ming, I'm going. Have fun with big brother Yujin!"

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Han Sheng Ming repeated what he said just ten minutes ago, "Go safely and don't do anything reckless. Stay away from Xiao Yuan too or he will eat you."

"I will. Don't worry about me. Bye-bye!" Han Luo waved goodbye and then trotted in the direction of the car.

Ma Rui opened the door and let her enter. She embraced the young girl's cute body and exclaimed, "Luo'er, congratulations on your excellent result. I'm so happy for you, and I missed you so much!"

"Thank you, Mom, I missed you too," Han Luo calmly replied. Her eyes then landed on Mo Yuan and paused. She softly greeted him. "Big brother."

"Hmm," Mo Yuan mumbled curtly. The boy was wearing a lavender colored shirt and a pair of black shorts, with his shoes and socks also being black. His hair was brushed to the left, making him appear quite well groomed. He also had a magazine gripped tightly in his hands.

Ma Rui felt the urge to slice his head open to see what was going on inside his oblivious brain. She was working so hard for three years but her useless son didn't even smile at Han Luo. He never did. Whenever she left the two of them alone, they never made a sound. Han Luo was too afraid to move around him. Since then, Ma Rui only could plot and wait for the right opportunity to hopefully come.

The car drove to the airport, where they took their luggage and collected their boarding passes. They sat down in the first-class seats, and Ma Rui let Han Luo and Mo Yuan sit together. Han Luo sat in the window seat. It was her first time being in a plane, and she felt excitement gleam so strongly in her heart that her eyes were fixed onto the window.

Han Luo was astonished by how minuscule the houses had become and how they were all gradually fading away. She noticed the cluttered fusions of the yellow, orange, red, and brown colored ground. Then, her mouth had opened wide in wonder. There she saw it – the vast blue sea; and endless cloak of a shade of blue she had never seen before.

Mo Yuan realized that she was glued to the window. "If you keep sitting like that your neck will be in pain later on." It wasn't his first time on a plane, so he was used to this. The reason he warned her was because he experienced pain when he rode on a plane for the first time.

Han Luo froze and turned to face him. She thought that she would see him frowning. But to her surprise, his expression was gentle. He handed her a pink travel pillow and said, "Put it around your neck. This way, it won't hurt."

Despite her fright, she smiled at him because of his kind gesture. "Thank you, big brother." She took the pillow and did what he said. Though she is afraid of him, she never felt unease around him.

Ma Rui was mortified. She wished she had her cell phone ready to capture this moment, not knowing that her son would talk to Han Luo so abruptly.

After fourteen hours of flying, the plane had finally reached their destination – Brisbane, Australia. Mo Yuan was the first one to wake up. He thought that his mother would wake them up but she was nowhere to be found. He had no other option but to clear his throat and call out, "Han Luo, wake up." He didn't want to call her "Xiao Luo" because it was too friendly, or "Luo'er" because it was too intimate. So, he called out by her full name.

When he saw that she didn't move, he tugged her sleeve. She still didn't move. She was too excited for too long, only leading her to become dead tired. The young girl had fallen asleep six hours ago and now, she was worn out.

Mo Yuan pressed his lips together. He hesitantly reached out and rubbed her round face. After touching her face, his hand shook a little. He didn't think a girl's face would be so soft and silky. Her face was more like a peeled egg. He started to think about what would happen if he bit her egg-like skin. While thinking, he accidentally pinched her cheek.

"Umm…" Han Luo knitted her eyebrow and slowly opened her eyes.

When her eyelids moved, Mo Yuan instantly ebbed his hand away from her face. The place he pinched turned red. He was stunned. He didn't pinch that hard. It was more like a poke. He felt guilty for making her cheek red; he also found it intriguing.

He averted his gaze and said, "Wake up, we've arrived."

"Oh!" Han Luo covered her mouth and yawned. After that, she rubbed her eyes and tried to make her sleepiness disappear. She still felt the sensation on her cheek but when she touched there, she found nothing. The young girl didn't think much about it and looked outside of the window.

Ma Rui was already on their case. She was busy filming the whole incident, thinking while smiling goofily, 'Hehe, my son is so naughty. As long as I push him further, he will fall off the cliff of amour and will never return.. Good luck, my son! I know you can capture her heart.'