Quick Wear: Is the Lord God showing double standards again today?

The warm sunlight passes through the slight breeze, and the fragrance of peach blossoms fills every corner of the house.

The handsome man sat by the window, one hand supporting his forehead, the other hand flipping through the book on the table, the sunlight shining on him formed a beautiful picture

The boy was drawing on a soft couch not far away. His usually pale cheeks had become a little rosy due to the careful care he had taken recently, and his dark and beautiful eyes had become a little more lively.

On the drawing board, the man reading a book looks like a god in the sky. The scattered sunlight seems to cast a golden gauze on him, adding a bit of divinity.

This is Shen Junhuai's first time drawing a person. It is very lifelike. You can see that he is very talented and has learned well.

At this moment, Nanfeng didn't know that he had become a scenery in the eyes of others. He seemed to be reading a book but was actually chatting with Xiao Shitou.

"How is the young master these days?" Nan Feng said lazily.

Little Stone checked Shen Junhuai's physical data and said, "Poor little thing, your recovery is pretty good, much better than before. We can move on to the next step."

Three days ago, Shen Junhuai fainted due to a shock. After waking up, he kept clinging to Nanfeng. As long as Nanfeng left his sight, he would become restless.

If Nanfeng is around, he will just draw and do his own thing, and won't speak.

Autistic people have their own little world and are trapped in it, making it difficult for others to approach.

The male protagonist would jump around a few times these days, but he was always disappointed by Shen Junhuai's cold attitude.

Because of Shen Junhuai, Nanfeng also lived directly in the Shen residence, and some other work was also done by the assistant. There was no way Shen Junhuai could not be separated from others.

Ms. Lan agreed with both hands and asked Nanfeng to take good care of her. She told her not to go home until she was cured. She did not have the reluctance that she had on the first day Nanfeng came back.

Little Stone was amazed at the short-lived enthusiasm of human beings. "Handsome brother, have you been sent to the Shen family?"

Nanfeng's heart is complicated at the moment. Maybe he can check the blood relationship.

Nan Feng withdrew his thoughts and looked away from the book to look at the young master who was still drawing. His body was warmed by the sun and he felt much better.

After stretching his neck, he stood up and was about to walk towards the young master when he was... glared at? Probably, right?

Nan Feng was not sure whether the young master looked at him with displeasure or did not want him to pass.

The next second, he knew what the young master meant. The person on the couch took the dust sheet that was placed aside and covered the painting. It was so tightly covered that he couldn't see what was painted on the painting board at all.

Still hiding it? Nanfeng was a little curious. What was he secretly drawing behind his back?

Nan Feng wanted to see it but out of respect for the young master, he stood there and waited for the drawing board to be covered before walking over. "Young master, you still have a secret with me, it's really sad."

As he spoke, he rubbed the soft hair. Shen Junhuai liked this action and squinted his eyes, like a comforted little puppet.

Hearing Nanfeng say that he was sad, he was a little flustered and wanted to lift the dust cover, but his hand was held by a warm big hand.

"It's okay, I know the young master wants to give me a surprise, right?" A mature person should know how to make excuses for children.

Shen Junhuai nodded, and his soft hair moved, which was very cute.

"Young Master is so good, I will reward Ah Huai with a piece of peach cake at noon, how about it?" Nan Feng smiled dotingly.

Shen Junhuai is still taking medicine, so he should eat less of these sweet snacks, or better yet, not at all. Occasionally, Nanfeng will let him have a bite to satisfy his cravings. The young master likes the sweet peach blossom pastry the most.

Being able to eat a piece, Shen Junhuai raised a faint smile on his lips, not obvious but enough to make Nanfeng happy. Shen Junhuai has always been indifferent and doesn't like to smile, but the few times he smiled he gave Nanfeng

The south wind accepts everything and returns a gentle smile. A beautiful woman's smile always makes people fall in love unconsciously. At that moment, it is like the waves on the seashore, hitting the heart again and again, leaving a deep mark.

Young love is hard to hide and suppress, and it is hard to remain indifferent...

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Little Stone's eyes widened. "Brother, you are so amazing! It has only been a short time and the poor little girl already likes you! As expected, handsome brothers always get a lot of likes! Why doesn't anyone like Little Stone? Is it because Little Stone is ugly?" Little Stone was very sad.

The south wind can only comfort a stone on a rainy day: "Love has nothing to do with appearance, it comes from your heart."

Just stop there, regardless of whether Xiao Shitou can understand it or not

"No need to report affection" He doesn't need to rely on a virtual data to judge the person's feelings for him

Little Stone nodded, thinking that it was Nanfeng who was noisy, and didn't pay much attention to it.

When Shen's mother came at noon, Nanfeng first asked the servant to bring over the peach blossom cakes he had made earlier, and then began to discuss the next things with Shen's mother in the yard.

The door was open because he had to be within Shen Junhuai's field of vision.

She lowered her voice and said, "Auntie, I will try to hypnotize Ah Huai next. Don't worry, it's just a light hypnosis now. I won't see anything that will irritate Ah Huai. This treatment needs to be done step by step."

Of course Shen's mother knew about it, and asked worriedly, "Will Huai Huai remember those things as time goes by?"

Nanfeng also knew that those things were too painful for the young master, and he also hoped that the young master could forget them, but some scars could not be forgotten. Escaping would only make the wounds fester and rot, and eventually lead to unpredictable consequences.

Although Shen Junhuai seems to have no problems now, he is actually very sensitive to any stimulation. Once he is stimulated again, his condition will be even worse than the last time.

The last time Shen Junhuai was upset was because a new servant took the initiative to help him get paint and accidentally spilled some red paint. Just this one reason made Shen Junhuai become like that. If it was more serious, no one dared to think about the consequences.

Although the servant's action was unintentional, Shen's mother was still afraid and gave him the salary for those few days to fire him.

Nanfeng didn't say anything. Shen's mother knew from his expression that she couldn't escape what she had to face. She straightened her back a little and said, "I believe you, Xiaofeng. I'll leave Huaihuai to you. Old Shen and I support you unconditionally."

Recently, the Shen family has been suppressed by the Yue family and an unknown force. As the oldest family in South City, the Shen family has a solid foundation, but this is also very energy-consuming.

Mr. Shen has been busy at the company for several days, and Mrs. Shen has been in meetings all the time. She has to check on Shen Junhuai from time to time, fearing that her son is feeling unwell. She is a little tired, with faint blue marks under her eyes.

Nan Feng sighed and said, "Auntie, you should also take care of yourself and rest. Otherwise, if Ah Huai gets better, what will you do if you fall ill again?"

Mother Shen rubbed her eyebrows and said, "It's okay, I know my limits. When will the treatment start?"

Nanfeng thought that Que Wen would come to see A Huai soon, saying, "Tomorrow, I have something to go back home to get." He had to stop the two from meeting.

Mother Shen glanced at Shen Junhuai who was still painting in the room, but her eyes kept looking at them from time to time, and she looked worthless again.

Mother Shen calculated in her mind the chances of getting Nan Feng from the Nan family.

Hesitantly speaking, "Huai Huai, is it okay for you to leave in the current situation?"

Nan Feng thought about it and said, "But Ah Huai can't go to the Nan family with me. He has a strong sense of territory. I'm not sure if he will feel uncomfortable if he leaves the house."

"Then send someone to get it?" What did Shen's mother think of?

Nan Feng was embarrassed when he saw this. "My parents usually don't go into my bedroom. They can't find it."

Mother Shen sighed, "Then ask Huai Huai and see how he reacts."

Seeing that Shen's mother had given in, Nan Feng turned around and walked into the house and sat down next to the young master. As soon as he sat down, a cold paw was stuffed into his hand.

Nan Feng also tried his best to be a human heater. "A Huai, let me ask you a question."

Shen Junhuai put down his paintbrush, sat down obediently, and looked at Nanfeng with his dark eyes.

Nan Feng thought for a moment and said, "I need to go home to get some things. Can Ah Huai wait for me at home?"

As expected, when Shen Junhuai heard that Nanfeng was leaving, his eyes filled with tears and he kept shaking his head like a little rattle.

"But those things are very important to me. How about Ah Huai accompany me to get them?" Nan Feng asked tentatively.

Shen Junhuai stopped shaking his head and lowered his eyes to think. There was a struggle on his face. On the one hand, he didn't want to go out, and on the other hand, he didn't want to leave Nanfeng.

Nan Feng looked at the young master's face, which was wrinkled like a bun due to his worry, and sighed helplessly, forget it...

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Did the young master agree or not? Guess