"Thank you, Brother Chuan." Su Ping was about to reach out and take it when he saw Aunt Mei walking up with a bag.
What's sticking out is the same as what she's holding in her hand, isn't it?
"Miss, Old Feng said you forgot to take it when you got off the bus, so he asked me to bring it over."
Tu Hengchuan turned his head and stared at Su Ping, who quickly took the bag and hid behind her back, and smiled.
"You've gotten quite capable, you've learned to lie now."
Su Ping touched her nose: "It's just that I haven't seen you in a long time, so I missed you a little."
Aunt Mei chuckled, turned and went downstairs, leaving the second floor to the two young people.
The girl in front of him only had eyes for him, and Tu Hengchuan awkwardly looked away.
"Pingping, you know I'm in the prime of my career right now, so it's impossible for my relationship to be exposed."
Su Ping sneered inwardly as she watched him perform.
Can't reveal your relationship? Then why are you following me on Weibo?
"I know, I just saw you trending on Weibo today and missed you. Brother Chuan, I don't want to date you. As a fan, I'm just happy to be able to see you up close like this."
Tu Hengchuan felt a pang of unease, his gaze falling on her feet, which were beginning to give way.
"Did you come back to spray pesticides?"
"No, you arrived shortly after I got home."
Su Ping wasn't lying; the man really did arrive at her house in forty minutes, leaving her no time to prepare.
"Go in and sit down." After saying this, Tu Hengchuan shook the medicine in his hand and went into the room.
"Brother Chuan, I can do it myself." Thinking about how she had kicked that little pervert that morning, she couldn't even imagine how terrible it would be if she kicked Tu Hengchuan again.
Tu Hengchuan cherishes her face the most; he would definitely kill her.
"What's wrong? Do you want me to carry you myself?"
Seeing that she didn't make a move, Tu Hengchuan felt that his patience was about to run out.
But considering that he was the one who needed her help, he forced himself to hold back.
Su Ping tiptoed and limped to the bedside and sat down.
"You can apply an ice pack later to help the swelling go down faster."
As Tu Hengchuan spoke, he squatted down in front of Su Ping.
"Brother Chuan, you've seen my feet, so you have to take responsibility for me."
Su Ping blinked and suddenly said.
"Dream on."
"Wow, Brother Chuan, your behavior would have been punishable by being drowned in a pig cage in ancient times."
Tu Hengchuan unscrewed the cap and sprayed the medicine inside onto her ankle.
Her skin was very fair, almost flawless, like the finest mutton fat jade.
Feeling the chill, Su Ping couldn't help but pull her feet back.
"Put your feet up."
Tu Hengchuan moved a stool and sat down in front of her.
Su Ping obediently placed her feet on his lap, letting his hands gently massage her feet.
The pressure was just right, not too light or too heavy, and quite comfortable.
Su Ping suspected that he might have taken on side jobs before, but she quickly dismissed the idea.
"Brother Chuan, you are so good to me. I have no way to repay you but to offer myself to you."
Noticing Su Ping pouting and moving closer to him, Tu Hengchuan pulled his head back, ignoring the fact that his hand had just been rubbing her foot, and pressed it against hers.
"No need. I'm not doing this for you. I don't want to bring a cripple back next Wednesday and become a laughingstock."
After speaking, Tu Hengchuan stood up, walked to the table, and took out two wet wipes to wipe his hands.
Suddenly, the phone on the bed rang. Su Ping picked it up and saw that it wasn't hers.
The caller ID showed "Sister Yu," who is probably his manager.
Tu Hengchuan took the phone and held it to his ear.
"Sister Yu, what's wrong?"
Where are you now?
...
Su Ping heard the story in bits and pieces, but the gist was that after the cast of the drama "Wangchuan" was officially announced, a group of anti-fans suddenly appeared on Weibo, indiscriminately provoking the male lead's fans, and now the two fan groups are fighting fiercely in the comments section.
The actor playing the male lead is Deng Yunkai, who was nominated for Best Actor last year. He has been gaining momentum in the past two years. If Tu Hengchuan gets entangled with his fans, it would be tantamount to digging his own grave.
Sister Yu told him to stay off Weibo for a while, as the company was already arranging public relations.
After hanging up the phone, Tu Hengchuan wanted to check Weibo, but remembering what Sister Yu had said, he held back.
"Pingping, can I use your phone for a moment?"
An alarm bell rang in Su Ping's mind: "What's wrong?"
"Have you downloaded Weibo on your phone? Let me check the trending topics."
Remembering that he hadn't logged out of his Weibo account yet, he quickly withdrew his hand, which he had only half-extended.
That was close; we almost got exposed.
Tu Hengchuan looked at her and wondered if there was something wrong with her.
"What's wrong?"
"I...I uninstalled Weibo."
"Why?"
"Brother Chuan, the reason I downloaded Weibo was so I could see you more often. Now that I have your contact information, who would bother with those vague and unrealistic things?"
"Besides, there are a lot of low-quality people on there. I can't stand them cursing at me, but I can't win an argument with them, so I just uninstalled it and got rid of it!"
When Su Ping said this, her face was puffed up with anger, like a little hamster.
Tu Hengchuan couldn't help but chuckle: "Some of them are professional trolls, of course you can't argue with them."
Having witnessed Su Ping's epic battle with trolls late into the night, ultimately driving them to despair and delete their accounts, Huluwa commented:
When you're out in the world, your identity is something you give yourself; the system knows nothing about it.
"I can't stay outside any longer, so I'll be going now."
Realizing he was once again in the eye of the storm, Tu Hengchuan put on sunglasses and a mask and prepared to leave.
"Brother Chuan."
Hearing Su Ping's voice behind him, Tu Hengchuan turned his head and saw her stand up.
But soon, because that foot couldn't support her weight, she began to float and fall towards him.
His body reacted faster than his brain; by the time Tu Hengchuan realized what was happening, he had already firmly held Su Ping in his arms.
When he saw the triumphant smile on Su Ping's face, he realized he had been tricked.
Then he saw Su Ping reach out and put her arms around his neck. Their eyes met, and her lips gently pressed against his, a kiss through the mask.
Like a dragonfly skimming the water, fleeting and ephemeral.
Su Ping let go of him, laughing like a cat that had stolen some fish.
"Alright, I have material for my dreams tonight. See you later, Brother Chuan!"
Tu Hengchuan watched as Su Ping pushed him away, sat on the bed, and waved goodbye to him. It was as if the scene just now was his illusion, except for the lingering scent of gardenias in his nose.
He didn't seem to dislike this feeling.
Startled by his own realization, Tu Hengchuan quickly looked away and walked out of the room without turning back.
[Ding! The corruption value of the romanceable character Tu Hengchuan has decreased by 1%, currently at a total corruption value of 14%!]
Upon hearing the Calabash Brothers' announcement, Su Ping only had time to catch a glimpse of Tu Hengchuan's slightly reddened ear tips under the brim of his black hat.
Is this because she's shy?
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