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

Su Nanqin glared at him, but her voice was soft and sweet, like she was pleading: "It's all your fault..."

"Blame me? You deserve it. Don't you want to look at the nonsense you're spouting?" Lu Fang looked at him with a smile.

Then, in a serious tone, he said, "If I don't interrupt you, what else are you planning to say? Come on, tell me now. Hmm?"

When Lu Fang gets serious, he exudes a strong sense of pressure.

He felt that Su Nanqin needed to be taught a lesson. Who would constantly nitpick about others, saying things like, "If you don't do this, I'll do that"?

However, the degree of intensity must be carefully controlled.

If it's too much, the person will feel wronged and won't be able to be comforted.

If you go too far, this guy will take your words as a joke.

Seeing Lu Fang's darkening expression, Su Nanqin retorted, "I didn't intend to say anything."

Lu Fang saw right through the other man's intentions. He said sternly, "If you do this again, I'll beat you every time I hear it. Do you understand?"

"Okay, okay," Su Nanqin said impatiently, then looked at him seriously and asked, "Are you an old man?"

"What?" Lu Fang's voice rose.

What did that little rascal call me?

Su Nanqin rolled her light purple eyes, still bright and watery, and looked at him, repeating fearlessly, "Are you an old man? Why are you so long-winded?"

……

!!!

Lu Fang heard it clearly this time. He was only three years older than Su Nanqin, yet this little rascal called him an old man.

They definitely need to be taught a lesson.

Lu Fang narrowed his eyes, looking at him dangerously: "What did you call me? Come on, baby, say it again? Hmm?"

Su Nanqin gave him a wicked smile: "I'm not going to say anything more."

Lu Fang gently gripped his neck with his large hand, and Su Nanqin was indeed held by him like a kitten.

Su Nanqin couldn't help but shrug, then giggled, "Ah...it tickles! Lu Fang, let me go..."

Su Nanqin is very ticklish.

Lu Fang applied a little force, dangerously: "Say it. What did you call me?"

"Old man... ah... it tickles, hahahaha" Su Nanqin was genuinely ticklish, shrugging his shoulders and laughing as he admitted defeat.

Lu Fang didn't let go of him: "An old man?"

"Mmm..." Su Nanqin nodded subconsciously because she was ticklish.

"Hmm?" Lu Fang asked again.

"No... hahaha... it really itches." Su Nanqin immediately admitted defeat.

"Tell me. Did you do something wrong?" Lu Fang grabbed the person and wouldn't let go.

"I was wrong, hahaha, I was really wrong..." Putting aside everything else, no one could match Su Nanqin's ability to admit defeat in front of Lu Fang.

"Was it really a mistake?"

"I was really wrong..."

Lu Fang released him, then pinched the other's slender waist again, threatening in a harsh voice, "Get up quickly, or I'll personally show you whether you're an old man or not."

He suddenly regretted it.

Lu Fang found it amusing to see the other party acting so smug.

He's both aroused and loves to tease.

"Little coward. Come here." Lu Fang ordered him with a smile.

Su Nanqin was puzzled and looked at him warily.

The two are often not on the same wavelength.

However, most of the time it was Lu Fang deliberately teasing him.

Lu Fang narrowed his eyes teasingly, "What are you thinking? What do you think I'm going to do? Come here."

Su Nanqin is still ill; how could he possibly bear to leave him?

Su Nanqin cautiously moved closer.

Lu Fang raised his hand.

Su Nanqin saw Lu Fang's hand dart in the air, and instinctively turned his head to the side and closed his eyes.

It is an instinctive conditioned reflex.

Lu Fang's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and for the first time, he asked in confusion: "What? I don't think I've committed domestic violence, have I?"

Su Nanqin suddenly realized what was happening, then opened her eyes and looked at Lu Fang with some embarrassment.

Lu Fang looked at him, a little embarrassed: "I thought you were going to hit me."

A single, flat sentence, devoid of any coquettishness.

Lu Fang's heart tightened.

He thought he was going to hit him.

He didn't know why Su Nanqin had such a conditioned reflex.

Then, in a gentler voice, he said, "Why would I hit you?"

Su Nanqin's first reaction was embarrassment. He wanted to say "I'm used to it," but seeing Lu Fang take another roundabout way of saying it, he jokingly said, "Old men all love to beat their wives."

Lu Fang looked at him and couldn't tell whether the other person was joking or really hiding.

"Indeed, old men love to beat their wives, especially someone like you who's always throwing tantrums and disobedient. You'd better watch out in the future," Lu Fang said, agreeing with his threat.

It has to be said that the couple may both have some talent in opera.

One sings, the other harmonizes.

"No." Su Nanqin blinked her bright, watery eyes at him.

"What can't I do?" Lu Fang lowered his eyes.

"Don't I have any pride?" Su Nanqin pouted, disagreeing.

Lu Fang found the other person's angry expression adorable; she was lovable no matter how you looked at her.

Lu Fang poked the other person's puffed-up cheek with his finger: "Are you angry?"

Su Nanqin turned his face away.

Ignoring people.

"Okay, okay, not a child, but my little darling, alright?" Lu Fang began to coax him.

Su Nanqin turned to look at him stubbornly and said, "It's just my little darling."

Lu Fang felt that if things continued like this, he really wouldn't be able to resist spoiling this adorable little baby.

So cute.

He looked at the person and said, "Okay, it's your little darling. Come here, let me see if my little darling still has a high fever."

Su Nanqin then understood what Lu Fang wanted to do, and he obediently moved closer.

Lu Fang checked and it seemed that the fever had subsided a bit; no wonder the person looked much more energetic.

"Is it still burning?" Su Nanqin asked him.

"Don't you know if you have a fever or not?" Lu Fang reminded him. "You have such a bad temper that you dare to throw a thermometer. You might really get beaten up by an old man one day."

Su Nanqin nuzzled against him, her eyes crinkling into a smile: "Would an old man really be willing to hit you?"

The "old man" meme just won't go away.

Lu Fang really had an urge to pin this person down and "teach him a lesson".

He looked at the person and said earnestly, "I'm willing to give it up."

"I'll cry," Su Nanqin reminded him.

"I'll hit you harder if you cry," Lu Fang replied.

……

The two were both adept at manipulating each other.

In the end, Su Nanqin still clung to Lu Fang and asked him to hold him while they slept.

When Lu Fang asked him why, Su Nanqin pouted without feeling embarrassed at all and said, "I can't sleep without being held after getting a shot."

Lu Fang was almost at the point of laughing and crying at the other party's lame excuse. He looked at Su Nanqin and smiled, "Is she that delicate?"

"It hurts," Su Nanqin lied without batting an eye.

Lu Fang narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Oh? Is that so? Let me see?"

Su Nanqin felt a sudden chill when she looked into Lu Fang's eyes.

I might bully him until he cries again.

He quickly shrugged and said, "No need... I don't need to see it..."

Lu Fang leaned closer, his presence incredibly intimidating: "Oh? Not going to look anymore? Weren't you crying in pain?"

Lu Fang felt satisfied when he saw how scared the other person looked.

He really enjoyed bullying Su Nanqin, watching him panic and then desperately beg for mercy.

It's in a hunter's nature to tease their prey.

"It doesn't hurt anymore?" Lu Fang looked down at Su Nanqin, his eyes full of teasing.

Su Nanqin felt like he was being manipulated by Lu Fang.

Then, pouting unhappily, she said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Lu Fang knew when to stop and ceased teasing the other party.

Otherwise, the spoiled little princess will get anxious again soon.

"Come here, little baby, didn't you want a hug?" Lu Fang began to coax.

Su Nanqin, with a straight face, lay down in the other person's arms and held on tightly, refusing to let go.

Clingy.

Looking at the head in his arms, Lu Fang felt incredibly soft-hearted.

"You have to take my picture," the little princess demanded from his arms.

Lu Fang had never seen anything like this before.

"Okay, pat pat, go to sleep, baby." Lu Fang's voice was deep and magnetic.

"Keep filming." Su Nanqin's voice was a little nasal from her illness, and her words came out in a sticky, slurred way.

"Okay, keep patting." Lu Fang said softly, pulling the other person into his arms and gently patting their back with a steady rhythm.

Su Nanqin liked Lu Fang doing this; it made him feel very safe.

-

After spending one night in the hospital, Su Nanqin complained that the hospital bed was too hard and that her clothes were itchy, giving a whole host of reasons.

The main point is the same: he doesn't want to stay in the hospital.

However, given the severity of Su Nanqin's illness this time, the attending physician suggested that he should be hospitalized for at least another half a day for observation.

Lu Fang tried to coax him from all sides, but to no avail.

He looked at Su Nanqin, who was sitting barefoot on the edge of the bed, her feet dangling off the edge, her lips pouting.

I got a little angry for a moment.

This person is good in every way, except that he is willful, disobedient, and prone to tantrums.

He simply stopped trying to appease him; dealing with someone like Su Nanqin sometimes required a touch of authoritarianism.

As he ladled out the porridge he had just ordered, he said with a stern face, "I'll count to three, and you'd better put your feet back under the covers. Don't even think about going home, I won't allow it."

Su Nanqin lifted her eyelids and looked at him.

Try to argue with him like a child. Don't move.

It's already late autumn, and although it's not the season to turn on the heating, the damp air is still a bit chilly.

Lu Fang's gaze fell on the other person's bare feet dangling over the edge of the bed. The toenails were trimmed into neat and cute shapes, and because of the sitting position, the pajama pants were also lifted up, revealing fair and beautiful ankles.

His dark eyes narrowed, his expression darkened, and his temper, which wasn't usually so fiery, screamed: "Su Nanqin!!"