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

Wei Chi genuinely didn't understand, assuming Shan Yu was deliberately provoking him, and immediately lost his temper: "You! You want a beating, don't you?"

She looks even cuter when she's angry; her clean face is fair and her cheeks puff up slightly when she's angry.

Kind of cute.

Dan Yu stopped and his gaze fell on the other person's wet clothes. He became serious.

He practically commanded, "Alright, stop thinking about it, go take a shower."

Wei Chi was still angry; this person was just too annoying.

He didn't move.

"You're not going, huh? Believe me or not, I can make you call me daddy in the next second." Shan Yu grew up with Lu Fang and had learned at least seven or eight parts of Lu Fang's thuggishness.

In addition, he is tall and has a somewhat similar appearance to Lu Fang when he has a serious expression.

Wei Chi stood up without realizing it.

"That's more like it," Shan Yu teased him.

Wei Chi then realized that he had already walked up to the suitcase and exclaimed "Damn!"

She turned her back and glared fiercely at Shan Yu.

He continued rummaging through the clothes.

Shan Yu found it incredibly funny.

They're cute yet fierce, which seems more interesting than the monotonous, obedient ones in hotels.

Dan Yu watched Wei Chi go into the restroom before coming out into the hallway.

Whenever his brother is troubled, he likes to find a secluded place to smoke, and he's been doing this for over ten years.

Sure enough, as soon as Shan Yu stepped outside, he saw the figure hidden in the moonlight.

The corridor was dark, so it wasn't very clear, but you could still tell it was Lu Fang from his outline.

Lu Fang was lost in thought, and before he knew it, he had smoked several cigarettes. He then took another one out of his pocket.

Just as he was about to light it, a pair of hands reached out from behind and naturally lit it for him.

Lu Fang turned around and saw Shan Yu: "What are you doing instead of sleeping?"

"And you're the one talking about me? What are you doing instead of sleeping? Gazing at the moon and feeling sentimental? Hey, bro, you never used to be like this."

"You meddlesome brat." Lu Fang didn't even bother to look at him.

"Brother, don't worry about whether I'm meddling or not, just tell me if it's true or not."

Lu Fang was annoyed and did not answer.

Dan Yu then added, "Hey, brother, isn't that your sister-in-law?"

As he spoke, he gestured with his chin in the direction they had come from.

Lu Fang turned his head to look at him, without saying a word or refuting.

Dan Yu knew that the other party had tacitly agreed, and then pretended to be curious: "I didn't expect it, brother, that you actually like men."

"What's it to you, kid?" Lu Fang said impatiently.

Dan Yu leaned down on the railing next to him, his face still showing a mischievous and curious expression: "Hey, bro, did you really hit him?"

Lu Fang fell silent again, and after a long while, he finally spoke, his voice deep: "Hmm."

"Damn, bro, you're really ruthless. That guy, he looks like a spoiled rich kid. You really have the heart to do that."

Shan Yu overheard it from next door, but he was still a little shocked to hear his brother say it to him in person.

"He only slapped my palm twice." It was a bit windy outside, and Lu Fang's voice was a little hoarse.

Caught in the wind, Shan Yu couldn't hear clearly.

"He only slapped my palm twice," Lu Fang repeated, but his gaze didn't meet his.

"Pfft." Shan Yu couldn't help but laugh and teased, "No, bro, aren't you being childish? You made such a big show of it, I really thought you were beating someone up behind closed doors, but you're telling me you just slapped their palms twice."

Shan Yu couldn't help but laugh.

"That's different."

Hitting someone is different from hitting them on the palm of their hand.

They are different in nature.

Lu Fang lowered his eyes, took a drag of his cigarette, watched the smoke swirl in front of him, and then said, "Both palms are crying."

By the moonlight, Shan Yu looked Lu Fang up and down. It was clear that Lu Fang was heartbroken.

But it doesn't seem strange, since the person inside the house is clearly not an ordinary person.

But then he suddenly felt like teasing his brother. He leaned forward, flashing his two canine teeth with a grin, and said, "Both palms are wet with tears. You're so delicate. But those thin bamboo sticks must have hurt so much. Brother, are you worried about me?"

"What's there to be so protective of? You're too delicate. We haven't even gotten serious yet." Lu Fang was also someone who cared about his image; he wouldn't admit what he was thinking.

It's no wonder Shan Yujiu is a seasoned player in the entertainment industry; he can see right through people. Nevertheless, he continued, following Lu Fang's lead: "Oh, really? If you're going to get serious, aren't you afraid of scaring your sister-in-law away?"

Shan Yu said that on purpose.

Lu Fang didn't reply.

When Su Nanqin came out after taking a shower, Lu Fang was no longer in the room.

He was a little confused, then remembered that his hair wasn't dry yet.

If Lu Fang sees this soon, it will upset him again.

He was usually fine, but today he didn't want to upset him again, so he carefully did everything well.

She went back to the bathroom and properly dried her hair.

His palms were still burning with pain, making it very inconvenient to do these things. However, when he thought of Lu Fang's composed face, he endured the pain and continued to fiddle with the things while blowing on them.

After blowing the air, she carefully wiped the corners of her eyes, trying to hide the traces of crying.

After doing all this, I walked out somewhat nervously.

Lu Fang was still angry, and he didn't know how to face him for a moment.

The room was empty, but he couldn't resist leaving.

I overheard those few words when I reached the corner of the corridor.

"Brother, tell me the truth, are you really serious this time, are you really going to play along with that person?" Shan Yu asked seriously.

His brother has always been different from them; he doesn't frequent places of ill repute, and over the years he's never really been interested in anyone.

He didn't have the habit of eavesdropping, and was about to leave when he heard this sentence and suddenly couldn't move his way.

He wanted to hear how Lu Fang would respond.

He carefully moved back without making a sound.

Lu Fang casually rested his hands on the railing, crossed his long legs, and then gently exhaled a puff of smoke.

Just when Shan Yu thought his brother wouldn't answer, he heard Lu Fang say in a casual tone, "No, just kidding."

Lu Fang didn't want to admit it in front of this brat, fearing that the kid would follow suit.

Although this kid is a scoundrel, Wang's wife had a son late in life, and eventually she'll need to find a woman to carry on the family line.

Unlike him, who was carefree and without any burdens.

"Clang!" A sound came from behind.

Lu Fang and Shan Yu turned around and found that the clutter piled up in the aisle had fallen over, but there was no one in sight.

Dan Yu glanced at it and said, "It's probably a stray cat. There are a lot of stray cats in small towns like this."

Lu Fang stopped paying attention.

Su Nanqin hid in the corner of the corridor, panting slightly from fright, his legs so weak he could barely stand.

He tripped over the clutter.

Lu Fang was just joking...

Su Nanqin dared not listen any further and hurriedly returned to his room.

My legs were so shocked they almost went limp.

I've never been this humiliated in my life.

Lu Fang hit him...

He thought the other party at least didn't want him to go and was worried that something might happen, which was why they were so angry.

Just playing around...

Does it seem like he's causing her trouble now?

Su Nanqin was very clever; he almost dared not think too much about it these past few months.

Lu Fang told him every little thing, telling him to be obedient and not to do this or eat that.

Are they just afraid of causing him trouble?

He knew that Lu Fang liked obedient people, like the boy next to Lu Fang, who listened to everything Lu Fang said.

Lu Fang seems to like him a lot too.

Aside from the one time I was stubborn with him today, I don't think I've ever really messed things up with him.

He slumped onto the bed, suddenly feeling a chill all over his body, and his palms seemed to hurt even more...

Lu Fang was so good to him, how could this be...?

No, he cannot allow it...

Their conversation was interrupted, and Lu Fang guessed that Su Nanqin had already finished washing up.

He turned around and went back to his room.

Before entering, I stood in front of the door for a while, waiting for the smoke to dissipate before pushing the door open and going in.

A sound came from the entrance hall.

Su Nanqin was somewhat flustered. She hurriedly composed herself and sat helplessly on the edge of the bed.

When Lu Fang pushed the door open and came in, Su Nanqin suddenly felt a little uncomfortable and unconsciously stood up.

Then he glanced at Lu Fang's expression, but didn't say anything.

The atmosphere was a bit tense. Su Nanqin didn't know what to say, and Lu Fang didn't want to say anything.

Lu Fang's gaze fell on the other person.

Su Nanqin just stood there and let him look him over.

My hair is dry.

My gaze finally settled on Su Nanqin's bare feet.

It was actually quite cold after the rain, and the air conditioner in this room seemed a bit old.

Lu Fang went to his suitcase and took out a pair of relatively thick shoes.

Su Nanqin just stood there watching Lu Fang's movements.

Lu Fang approached him, and Su Nanqin instinctively took a step back.

The movement was very small, but Lu Fang saw it.

"Put them on." Lu Fang handed him the socks, his tone still cold and devoid of emotion.

Although he couldn't bear to continue scolding her, Su Nanqin's willfulness still made him unable to soften his expression.

Su Nanqin stared blankly at the pair of socks.

Lu Fang used to just hold him in his arms and dress him...

He suddenly felt incredibly sad, as if he had truly lost the most important thing in his life, or perhaps, he had never had it at all...

Lu Fang was still holding it up, looking down at him.

Su Nanqin didn't say much, obediently took the socks, and sat on the bed behind him to put them on.

Su Nanqin was smart; he knew he shouldn't ask questions or make a scene at this time, otherwise Lu Fang would only dislike him more.

But I'm still so sad...

Why doesn't even Lu Fang want him...?

He only had Lu Fang left.

Her eyes welled up with tears, and her nose stung. Su Nanqin lowered her head even further as she put on her socks.

He tried to hide the turmoil and sadness in his heart.

But then, his mind was no longer on putting on socks, and his palms hurt. He held the socks in his hands for a long time but couldn't get them on.

Lu Fang stood not far away watching him, his socks worn crookedly.

Without saying a word, Su Nanqin took two steps and knelt down in front of him, subconsciously turning her head away so that Lu Fang wouldn't see her.

Lu Fang took the ankle from his hand without saying a word, his face grim, and gently put the ankle on.

Just like countless times before.

In the past, Lu Fang might have said something like, "Can't you even put on your socks?", but today he didn't say anything.

His face was somber, but his movements were very gentle.

With a "plop," a warm drop fell onto the back of Lu Fang's hand.

The impact made Lu Fangxin's heart tremble.

Su Nanqin couldn't help it...