Mr. Lu, Mr. Su is being coquettish again!

Su Nanqin didn't move, but pointed to a compartment next to the wardrobe, clearly not intending to get it herself.

Lu Fang glared at him fiercely, got up, grabbed the first-aid kit, and took out a tube of antibacterial ointment.

He was too lazy to move in the middle of the night and just hoped it was just a normal skin allergy. Besides, if something really happened, it was the other person's fault.

He threw the ointment on the other person's leg, then grabbed a pack of cotton swabs and tossed them over as well, saying impatiently, "Apply it yourself."

Su Nanqin still showed no intention of moving, and looked up at him.

"What, don't try to play dumb with me, it won't work on me!"

Su Nanqin looked at him and said coquettishly, "I can't see clearly anyway."

Lu Fang was truly impressed. He was incredibly lucky to have met this troublemaker in his life, and he decided that he had to leave no matter what tomorrow.

He sat down next to Su Nanqin. Lu Fang was tall, and as soon as he sat down, he sank a large chunk into the bed. He roughly tore open a cotton swab: "Come here!"

Su Nanqin moved over as instructed, then leaned closer, exposing her neck.

He was incredibly well-behaved, and Lu Fang found him much more pleasing to the eye.

The coolness pressed against his neck, and Lu Fang was not gentle at all. The ointment was a bit irritating, making Su Nanqin shudder, but she managed not to shrink back.

Lu Fang continued, and Su Nanqin couldn't help but flinch, getting the ointment all over his clothes. Lu Fang scolded him, "What are you hiding for!"

"It hurts." Su Nanqin moved back again, her expression still a little aggrieved.

"Aren't you being dramatic? Come here!" Lu Fang was actually quite fierce, especially when he was impatient. Coupled with his ruthless appearance, his stern face could scare that little brat Wei Chi to tears.

It's no wonder Su Nanqin is no ordinary person; he's not afraid of anything.

However, he still leaned closer again. Lu Fang asked, though his movements were gentler, "Does it still hurt?"

"pain."

"If it hurts, just bear it." Lu Fang then thought that if this person hadn't insisted on being held while sleeping, none of this trouble would have happened.

It wasn't that Su Nanqin was being pretentious. He had never suffered any hardship or pain since childhood. His wealthy upbringing instilled in him a noble air, which also made him somewhat arrogant and difficult to please.

After applying the medicine, Lu Fang put the ointment into the medicine box.

Su Nanqin still felt itchy and reached out to scratch it. Lu Fang glared at him out of the corner of his eye, and he put his hand down without much expression.

He even pinched his hand behind his back; the sticky ointment made him a little uncomfortable.

Lu Fang packed away the medicine box, pulled two sheets of paper from the table, and walked up to him, feeling as if he were serving an ancestor: "Hold out your hand!"

Su Nanqin handed him his hand, and Lu Fang, being a good Samaritan, wiped the ointment off his hand, his tone fierce: "If you scratch again, don't mention itching to me, you hear me?"

"Hmm. I won't scratch." Su Nanqin looked down at his movements.

Lu Fang calmed down a bit. He realized that although Su Nanqin was domineering, unreasonable, cold, and naive, she was usually quite obedient in front of him.

He remembered that Su Nanqin was actually a few years younger than him. He always had a protective instinct towards those who obeyed him.

Just like Wei Chi, ever since he helped him that year, the little brat has always followed him around, calling him "brother" all the time.

That kid was even worse off than him, coming from an orphanage and no one cared about him. Although he complained, he never didn't help him out. He had a quick temper, so of course he was taught a lot of lessons.

Although he didn't say it, he already considered the other person as a younger brother.

Seeing that Su Nanqin was being obedient, she naturally couldn't stay angry: "Alright, go to sleep."

He crumpled the tissue into a ball, raised his hand, and the paper ball traced a neat arc before landing steadily in the trash can across the street.

He turned and got into bed, but as soon as he did, Su Nanqin moved over to him again.

This time, he wouldn't back down no matter what, and snapped, "You never learn, do you? Go to sleep!"

Su Nanqin didn't move, but looked up at him. His big brown eyes stared straight at him, and for a moment Lu Fang felt that he was like a little kid asking for candy.

He's the kind of guy who'll cry if I don't agree.

However, after what just happened, there's no way he could agree to that.

His attitude was firm: "Are you coming or not? If not, don't call me tomorrow night."

"Oh." Su Nanqin reluctantly moved over, then turned and asked, "I don't care about you, are you coming tomorrow night?"

"I'm not coming." Lu Fang didn't even open his eyes.

"Then you should just keep it locked up," he soon heard the other person say quietly.

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