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

Looking down into Su Nanqin's terrified yet complex eyes, Lu Fang paused in his embrace.

After a long silence, he spoke slowly in a voice so soft that even he couldn't hear his own emotions: "Don't be afraid, baby, it won't happen again."

Lu Fang already knew he was wrong, but he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't do it again; he couldn't control himself.

Unable to control this obsessive possessiveness, I can only try to appease them first.

Su Nanqin didn't believe it at all.

As expected, Lu Fang coaxed him to finish half a bowl of porridge, and Su Nanqin's emotions calmed down a little.

Then Lu Fang said in a tone that sounded like he was coaxing someone but they couldn't refuse, "Nan Nan, be good, there's another check-up in a little while, okay? Let's go back after we finish, alright?"

Lu Fang seemed to have guessed Su Nanqin's attitude, which was probably one of resistance, hence his half-coaxing tone.

Even the speaking speed was slowed down.

Su Nanqin didn't believe it at all, and almost unable to contain himself, he raised his hand and suddenly overturned half a bowl of porridge.

What he really wanted to ask was, "Even after all this, why are you forcing me to do anything?"

The porcelain bowl shattered on the ground, and half a bowl of porridge was splattered everywhere.

Su Nanqin was like a trapped young beast, covered in thorns, yet suppressing them, ready to bite someone at any moment with his little tiger teeth.

Lu Fang was clearly surprised by the strong reaction from the person who had been obediently drinking the porridge, and hadn't had time to react.

With a "bang," the porcelain bowl shattered, and Su Nanqin didn't even have time to ask any questions.

Seeing the porcelain bowls scattered all over the ground, she seemed to remember something and subconsciously looked at Lu Fang's expression.

His head hurt so much, so much; all he remembered was the porcelain bowl shattering...

After the shattering, there's the raised palm, followed by overflowing mouth and a numbness that makes you unable to feel pain...

Lu Fang was actually caught off guard and didn't know how to deal with Su Nanqin's sudden emotional outburst.

Su Nanqin subconsciously and reflexively thought that Lu Fang was going to hit him or do something to him.

Instinctively, she turned her face to one side, burying half her head in Lu Fang's neck in confusion and fear, and burst into uncontrollable tears.

It was a defensive and fearful posture, and she was muttering apologies: "Don't...don't hit me...I was wrong, I'll never spill it again...sob..."

It's strange, Lu Fang clearly didn't say anything.

Su Nanqin, however, seemed to be enveloped by a tremendous fear.

To be precise, it's like being enveloped in one's own world, which outsiders can't pry open.

Lu looked at the person in his arms who was almost curled up in a ball. The person was soft and cuddly, as if he could break them with the slightest squeeze.

For some reason, Lu Fang felt that Su Nanqin's fragmented and ethereal beauty was even more pronounced at this moment.

He raised his large hand and held the other person's head, embracing Su Nanqin tightly in a protective posture.

Instead of a slap and excruciating pain, a powerful scent of nicotine mixed with a faint tobacco aroma instantly enveloped Su Nanqin completely.

Su Nanqin closed his eyes, letting the tears fall. If only he had such a big embrace to protect him when he was a child, protecting him when he had no power to resist.

How wonderful that would be...

Lu Fang's gentle, deep voice echoed in her ears, though Su Nanqin couldn't hear it clearly: "Good Nannan, don't be afraid, Lu Fang is here. No one can bully Nannan."

The person in his arms relaxed a little.

Lu Fang seemed to realize this and continued, "Lu Fang won't be mean to Nan Nan. Didn't I say last time that Lu Fang won't be angry with Nan Nan because of this?"

Su Nanqin seemed to have some kind of obsession with breaking plates; Lu Fang hadn't forgotten what happened last time.

"They will...they will all..." Su Nanqin finally managed to say in Lu Fang's arms, her voice nasal and somewhat unreal.

Lu Fang actually never knew who the "they" he was talking about were.

However, based on these experiences, he guessed that they were not minor incidents, or that he had experienced severe violence.

These guesses were based solely on the subtle clues of Su Nanqin's unusual reaction.

As Lu Fang held the seemingly perfect yet fragile person in his arms, a sudden surge of immense resentment arose within him.

Unwilling to accept the years he was gone, Su Nanqin endured the painful past alone.

Will anyone protect him? And who hurt him?

"They won't, no one dares." Lu Fang was no longer gentle; he almost said this through gritted teeth.

"Don't cry, sweetheart, baby. Lu Fang will take you home." Lu Fang lifted her up a little and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Su Nanqin's eyes.

The movements were so gentle, as if they were holding a porcelain doll that could break at any moment.

Su Nanqin doesn't want to be examined or stay in the hospital for the time being, so he won't stay. He can just go back and have someone move the equipment over to take a look.

"Hmm..." Su Nanqin seemed to have sobered up a bit, and cried like a child with a heavy nasal voice.

Lu Fang was so soft-hearted that she lowered her head and kissed the other person's red and swollen eyes. "Don't be afraid, let's go home first."

Su Nanqin was still in shock when he was carried into the car, and he knew that Lu Fang had brought a blanket from the back seat and wrapped him up like a ball.

Only then did he belatedly realize what he had done at the hospital.

Seeing that he seemed to have calmed down a bit, Lu Fang told the driver to start the car, and asked with his eyes downcast, "Are you still feeling unwell?"

Su Nanqin's eyelashes were still fluttering with glistening moisture as she nodded like a marionette.

He then realized what was happening and quickly shook his head.

Lu Fang was practically melting at the sight of this person; it was this person who was causing him so much heartache and pain.

Seeing that the man was alright, Lu Fang reached out and gently flicked his small, red nose, trying to lighten the mood: "You're alright now that you're out. You, were you doing this on purpose? Hmm?"

Lu Fang's voice was very magnetic, and the words that came out were full of doting affection that he himself did not realize.

Thinking about what happened at the hospital just now, Su Nanqin was obviously a little embarrassed, and the tips of her ears, which had already turned red due to the fever, became even redder.

Su Nanqin's ears turned red, but that didn't stop him from belatedly realizing his anger after he came to his senses.

Lu Fang had no choice but to go along with the person in order to appease them.