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

"You better not be lying to me." Su Nanqin rarely used such a warning tone, "or I'll lock you up."

Lu Fang felt somewhat helpless.

It's obvious the other party didn't fully believe it.

Su Nanqin was not easily fooled; he was genuinely having a headache.

"Don't you believe me, baby?" Lu Fang asked.

Su Nanqin didn't speak for a while, and then replied somewhat sullenly, "Mm."

"I'm scared."

I'm afraid you won't want me, afraid you're not serious.

Lu Fang didn't know how to give the other person a sense of security, and the kitten was insecure and suspicious.

"Don't be afraid, baby. How could I lie to you? How could I possibly joke with you?" Lu Fang pulled him into his arms.

He gave her fair cheek a light pinch: "Don't you think, if it were really a joke, would I care every day whether you've eaten properly, whether you've slept well, and would want to tie you to my side wherever I go?"

Su Nanqin believed some of it, then complained, "You pinched me too hard."

The last syllable rises in pitch, as if she's being coquettish.

Lu Fang smiled and loosened his grip. The kitten, feeling a bit of pain, and with its skin so easily stained, left a faint red mark on its face.

Lu Fang is a hungry wolf, and Su Nanqin is being watched and is still probing him relentlessly.

He did it on purpose; he wanted to see Lu Fang jealous and anxious.

Only in this way could he determine the truthfulness of Lu Fang's words.

Lu Fang pulled the blanket and wrapped it around the person in his arms.

In a gentle tone: "Don't worry, don't be afraid, Nan Nan. I have a bad temper, and I can be fierce when I'm too worried, but Nan Nan, I never play with people's feelings."

Lu Fang never lies, but the cool guy doesn't care.

Su Nanqin nestled in his arms, "I thought you were lying to me."

"Silly girl, how could I lie to you?" Lu Fang leaned against the bed and hugged Su Nanqin tightly.

"Is this why you've been unhappy these past few days?"

Su Nanqin rolled over and kissed Lu Fang's sexy collarbone, saying languidly, "Mmm."

"I'm so sad."

Su Nanqin then rested her head on his body.

Lu Fang rubbed the head: "Don't be sad, sweetie. Nan Nan is so good, I can't even hold her and pamper her enough, how could I lie to Nan Nan?"

"You bastard," Su Nanqin said, feeling wronged.

Lu Fang was speechless, then smiled indulgently, his voice deep and magnetic: "Yes, I'm a bastard."

Knowing Lu Fang's feelings, Su Nanqin was no longer afraid: "You're such a jerk, you have no idea how wronged I feel, I even want to hit you."

The kitten stretched out its little paws and scratched Lu Fang. He didn't feel any pain, only an itch.

Su Nanqin felt a pang of unease, keeping it all bottled up inside, unaware of the injustice he had suffered alone.

No wonder he was so harsh with him. Su Nanqin didn't dare to argue back or speak, and was even a little scared.

He recalled the day when Su Nanqin broke a porcelain bowl while vomiting, and huddled in his arms, begging him not to hit her.

The little one was crying pitifully, almost losing control of his emotions.

But when I woke up, it was as if I had forgotten something.

Lu Fang was afraid he would be scared, so he didn't mention it again, but he was still curious as to why Su Nanqin reacted so strongly.

A sharp, stabbing pain shot through my heart.

"I'm sorry, baby." Lu Fang was somewhat speechless.

He didn't know what else to say besides "I'm sorry." He had only said those words to Shan Yu to appease him, but he never expected Su Nanqin to hear them.

"You'll have to kneel on the keyboard when you get back." Su Nanqin was unhappy, and nothing Lu Fang said made a difference.

Lu Fang wasn't lying to him; he simply couldn't let himself suffer these injustices for nothing.

The cool guy was forced to kneel as punishment; the scene was unimaginable.

Lu Fang laughed. Being forced to kneel by his wife was a first for him, and it was quite a novel experience.

"Okay, I'll take out my new mechanical keyboard and kneel down." The cool guy didn't argue; appeasing his wife was the most important thing.

Lu Fang is a real man. A man only kneels to heaven, earth, and his parents. He doesn't feel ashamed to have another wife.

"Keep kneeling, you can only get up when I tell you to." Su Nanqin said to him, her tone somewhat willful yet earnest.

He didn't ask Su Nanqin if she was willing to part with it, but he knew that Su Nanqin was truly wronged this time.

He needs to do something to appease Su Nanqin.

"Okay, Nan Nan can kneel for as long as you want to be punished." Lu Fang cupped the other's cheeks in his hands, gently kissed the other's forehead, and coaxed gently.

"Mmm. Lull me to sleep." Su Nanqin's tense back completely relaxed.

Start making demands.

Lu Fang carried the person under the covers and tucked them in, then pulled the covers down on the other person's side.

Then he pulled Su Nanqin into his arms and placed her feet on his thighs.

Su Nanqin's head wasn't enough resting in the other person's arm; he slid down a little and snuggled even closer.

Lu Fang pulled him into his arms: "Are you cold, baby?"

"It's cold, my feet are a bit chilly," Su Nanqin said.

Actually, he wasn't cold; he just wanted to see Lu Fang pamper him.

This would make him feel very satisfied and warm inside.

Lu Fang reached out and probed the other person's feet.

Cold my foot, it's warmer than his hands.

Lu Fang saw through it at a glance and agreed, "It is indeed very cold."

Su Nanqin's little scheme was seen through at a glance, but he remained calm and even gave a slightly commanding tone: "Hmm, help me cover it up."

Lu Fang's lips curled up slightly. The kitten had been tamed and was starting to act cute.

He reached out and gently patted the other person's back: "Go to sleep, baby, your head will hurt again tomorrow."

"Mmm." Su Nanqin obediently nuzzled against him and closed his eyes.

My eyelids felt heavy, but Lu Fang's embrace made me feel safe, and the pats on my back were rhythmic.

Su Nanqin felt himself being enveloped by a warm current, growing heavier and heavier until he finally fell into a deep sleep.

Lu Fang only stopped when the person in his arms slowed down their breathing.

His hands were a little sore from clapping, so he rotated his wrists and watched as the person in his arms, whose forehead was always furrowed, finally relaxed.

He slept soundly, and Lu Fang suddenly felt that it was all worth it. He kissed Su Nanqin and whispered, "Sweet dreams, my little Nannan."

Lu Fang was woken up by a commotion outside the next day. He got dressed and opened the door in annoyance.

Before he even fully opened his eyes, he immediately cursed, "Damn it, who the hell is it...?"

Then they saw Shan Yu standing outside the door next door wearing only a pair of underwear.

Lu Fang was even more furious: "What the hell are you doing, acting like a hooligan so early in the morning?"

Dan Yu looked at Wei Chi, who was sitting on the bed inside, still fuming. He felt a little helpless.

The door wasn't closed, and Lu Fang saw it too. Wei Chi was sitting on the bed, his expression clearly angry and somewhat dazed.

The two seemed to have had a fight, and Lu Fang was in a real headache. He couldn't understand how a man in his twenties and a man in his late twenties could still have a conflict like children.

He knew that Wei Chi never caused trouble. Although they were both his younger brothers, Lu Fang was protective of his own and did not show favoritism. Then he looked at Shan Yu, who seemed somewhat helpless.

In a stern tone: "Did you provoke him?"

Dan Yu rubbed his head, feeling a little embarrassed. He didn't know how to explain it for a moment, since it wasn't really bullying.

He knew he had acted foolishly.

The anger and disgust in the child's eyes were so obvious that Shan Yu felt ashamed for the first time.

He opened his mouth, intending to say "I'm sorry," but couldn't utter a single word.

"Get out!" Wei Chi hadn't recovered yet, and he was practically gritting his teeth, his tone cold.