After three busy days and with the joint efforts of the whole village, we finally shipped out all the tens of thousands of orders.

During this period, the state granary came to purchase food, and the village became lively again.

The granary had standards for collecting grain, and the villagers just had to sell the grain according to the set price. Su Ling sold two-thirds of his own millet, and husked the rest into polished rice to keep for later consumption.

The filming of the commercial went very smoothly at the tea mountain. On the first day after coming down from the mountain, Director Dou shook Su Ling's hand and said passionately, "Mr. Su, your sister will definitely become a big star in the future."

Su Ling said proudly: "Of course, our Xiao Qi is the best."

Director Dou pushed up his glasses and said shrewdly, "A friend of mine will be filming a fantasy drama next month, but the second male lead has not yet been decided. I'll recommend someone to Miss Su to see if there's a chance."

Su Ling asked: "Will playing too many cross-dressing roles affect Xiao Qi's future development?"

Director Dou said: "Lin Qingxia is a recognized beauty. Her cross-dressing is even more stunning. She has played many classic roles and is a household name. In today's entertainment industry, there are so many beautiful actresses. If you don't have your own characteristics, you will be forgotten quickly. Miss Su has unique conditions and will definitely become a hit."

Su Ling was moved by what he said, but it was useless for him to agree, as everything depended on Xiao Qi's own opinion.

After listening to Director Dou's words, Su Qi agreed without hesitation.

"Whether it succeeds or not, I want to give it a try," she said firmly.

Director Dou praised: "Young people, your courage is commendable!"

So the matter was happily settled.

Coincidentally, Lu Feng took the initiative and recommended Su Qi to Meng Senze. Meng Senze gave Su Qi the information of five gold medal agents without saying a word and let Su Qi choose whichever one she chose.

Su Qi was flattered. As a freshman in the Film and Television Academy, not only did she get to film a commercial and audition for the second male lead, she would also sign a contract with Ruihuang Entertainment and have a gold medal agent. Everything seemed like a dream and too unreal.

The commercial was shot for a total of five days. After it was finished, Ruan Wenya watched the sample film and happily paid Su Qi the salary.

Having earned her first money in life, Su Qi was as happy as a child. She gave ten red envelopes to her brother and two red envelopes to her roommate Ji Fang.

Ji Fang was shocked when she suddenly received a red envelope of 400 yuan.

【Xiao Qiqi, have you finished filming the commercial? 】

[Yes, I have received my salary. I will treat you to a big meal when I return to the academy.]

[Wow! That's great! Xiao Qiqi, do you still need a pendant on your thigh? How about considering me? ]

[You are too fat. I am afraid you will fall off. (*＾-＾*)]

[Oh, that's too much. You are no longer my lovely little Qiqi! Angry~ (＃￣～￣＃)]

Su Qi only took a week off. After filming the commercial, she rushed back to school. Su Ling drove her to the airport, and standing in the ticket hall, she hugged her brother reluctantly.

"Thank you, brother." Buried in her brother's arms, she choked.

"Little fool, why should you be polite to me?" Su Ling patted her on the back. "No matter whether I have severed ties with the Su family or not, you will always be my sister."

Su Qi's nose was sore, and she held back her tears and rubbed her body in her brother's arms. She came out of his arms and said firmly: "I will try my best!"

Su Ling looked at the confident smile on his sister's face and felt deeply moved. The little sister who used to be like a follower has really grown up.

"After we return to S City, Senior Meng will have his agent contact you. Your brother Lu and I have approved the contract, so just sign it with confidence." He instructed.

"Yeah." Su Qi nodded, said goodbye to her brother again, and reluctantly dragged her suitcase into the airport security checkpoint.

Su Ling stood there and watched until he could no longer see anyone, then he turned around and left.

I drove from H City to Liuxian Town and went to a dry cleaning shop.

Many of his and Lu Feng's clothes cannot be washed in a washing machine and can only be taken to a dry cleaner. They sent a few shirts and a suit over a few days ago and they should have been washed today.

As soon as we entered the dry cleaning shop, the clerk immediately greeted us warmly.

"Mr. Su, you're here? Please come in. The clothes have been washed. Please sit for a while and I will take them out for you right away."

"Okay." Su Ling nodded at her and habitually found a chair to sit and wait.

He took out his cell phone and opened WeChat, and suddenly a sharp voice rang out, startling him.

"This suit of mine is from the Jacobs brand and costs more than 50,000 yuan. Can I wear it after it's washed like this? You must pay for it!"

Su Ling frowned and looked up at the counter, only to see a well-dressed lady pointing at the clerk in a sarcastic manner.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, the cuffs of this suit were a little worn when it arrived. I checked with you at the time and you said it was okay and that I could wash it as usual," the clerk explained good-temperedly.

"Nonsense! I didn't know! Don't make any excuses for your mistake!" The lady slapped the counter. "Jacob is an international brand. I bought it less than a month ago. How could the sleeves be worn out? Am I lying to you?"

"I'm sorry, that's not what I meant." The clerk was a girl in her early twenties, and she was almost crying after being scolded by the lady.

"If not this, then what else can I mean? I left a good set of clothes here for you to wash, and it turned out like this. How can I not be angry? Everyone's money comes from the wind. Is it wrong for me to have money? What right do you have to bully others?" The lady poked the clerk's nose with her manicured fingers, "Tell your store manager to come out. If you don't pay me today, we'll meet at the police station!"

At this time, another customer in the store couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Don't we have surveillance cameras in the store? Why don't we check the surveillance?"

The lady's face changed slightly, she glared at the customer and said, "Just watch the surveillance, who is afraid of who?"

However, the clerk said awkwardly: "The surveillance camera was broken a few days ago...it was only repaired yesterday..."

The lady sneered and said sarcastically, "What a coincidence! I wanted to check the surveillance, but it was broken? Is there a cat who is guilty? Who will trust to put high-end clothes in your store to be cleaned in the future?"

The clerk was speechless and received several questioning looks, which made him panic.

The store manager's family is sick and has not returned from the hospital yet. Another employee has taken leave, so now she is the only one looking after the store. Faced with the lady's difficulties, she is isolated and helpless and can't do anything.

If today's matter is not handled properly, the dry cleaning shop's reputation will be ruined, and bad reviews will spread. Who will come to the shop to do their clothes in the future?

"Please wait a moment. I'll call the store manager right now." The clerk dialed the number with trembling hands. The more anxious he was, the more wrong keys he pressed.

"Can you hurry up? I don't have that much time to waste with you." The lady tapped the counter with her fingers impatiently.

Other customers were whispering to each other, and the clerk turned pale when he heard the unpleasant words.

Su Ling stood up silently, walked gracefully to the counter, and asked gently, "Hello, can you bring me my clothes first?"

The clerk held the phone in his hand and was stunned for a moment.

The lady was dissatisfied and was about to open her mouth to scold him, but when she saw Su Ling's handsome face, she suppressed her anger and said with a fake smile: "Sir, everything should be first come last. My business is not settled yet, please wait a moment."

Su Ling said in a good-tempered manner: "It won't take more than a few minutes to get the clothes. Everyone's time is valuable. Please forgive me."

He was handsome, had an extraordinary demeanor, and spoke elegantly. It was hard for people to dislike him. The lady said in a gentle tone, "Okay, hurry up."

The clerk bowed apologetically and hurriedly got clothes for Su Ling.

Soon, she took the clothes wrapped in plastic bags and gently placed them on the counter. "Mr. Su, please check, are these the ones?"

Su Ling flipped over the sign and nodded, "That's right."

The clerk took a large paper bag, folded the clothes slightly, and put them neatly into the bag.

While Su Ling was waiting for her to pack her clothes, he inadvertently glanced at the "worn" suit on the counter and exclaimed in surprise, causing the lady and the clerk to look at him in confusion.

The clerk thought he had made a mistake again and asked tremblingly, "Mr. Su... is there a problem?"

"No." Su Ling smiled, "I just heard this lady say that her suit is from the Jacobs brand. When I saw the label, I thought the font on the brand name was a bit strange."

"What's so strange about that?" The lady frowned and showed the label on her suit collar clearly. "Look carefully, it says 'Jacob'!"

Su Ling stroked his chin and said, "Jacob is a foreign brand, and the trademark is always marked in English. Yours is Chinese characters, I have never seen it before."

The lady laughed, "More than 50,000 yuan a set, most people can't afford it, of course you haven't seen it before."

Su Ling smiled and didn't care about her looking down on him. He just asked the clerk to take his suit out of his bag. The clerk didn't suspect anything and laid the suit flat on the counter. Su Ling took out the label of the suit and showed it to the lady.

"This set of mine is also from Jacky, and I asked a friend to customize it. It's not expensive, about 150,000 yuan, and the label is all in English." Su Ling took out his mobile phone slowly and pointed it at the barcode on the label. "Nowadays, all clothes have anti-counterfeiting traceability systems. You can use your mobile phone to scan the barcode to find out detailed information such as the manufacturer, anti-counterfeiting code, model number, fabric, price, etc. Look--"

He quickly scanned the code, and an interface popped up on the screen of his mobile phone in an instant, with various information about the suit marked on it. The brand was clearly written in English as "Jacob", and it was specially customized with a price tag of 156,000 yuan.

The lady widened her eyes in disbelief and stared at Su Ling's phone, especially when she saw the price tag, her eyes were so red that they almost bled.

Su Ling said enthusiastically, "Let me help you sweep it down."

Without waiting for the lady to answer, he quickly aligned the label with the barcode.

"Huh? Jeliya? Um... the place of production is L City, and the price is 1,230 yuan?" Su Ling said to the lady with a serious expression, "Madam, this suit of yours is not Jeliya, but Jeliya. The fabric, lining and pH value are not up to standard."

"Impossible! I spent 50,000 yuan, how could I buy a fake product?" The lady scanned the barcode with her mobile phone, and the information that popped up was exactly the same as Su Ling's.

Su Ling asked the clerk to put his suit back into the bag and tactfully advised: "If you bought it in an authentic store, you can request a return based on the barcode information. If the other party does not want to return the product, you can report it to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau. This is a counterfeit product."

The lady grabbed the collar of her suit, her face flushed with anger. "I bought the clothes online..."

"You can also negotiate with the online store for online shopping." Su Ling reminded kindly, picked up his clothes bag, and left politely.

He didn't want to get involved, but when he saw the lady was being aggressive, he stepped forward to help her. As for why he knew the suit was a fake, it was because he was familiar with the brand. How could a high-end suit with a minimum price of no less than 80,000 be sold for 50,000?

This incident was just a small episode in his life. He quickly put it behind him and drove back to Shixi Village.

It was almost noon when I got home.

As soon as he entered the yard, King and Lion ran over happily. Su Ling squatted down and stroked them, then went into the living room carrying a bag of clothes.

Not seeing Lu Feng in the living room, he turned and went into the study, only to see the man bent over his desk, working intently.

Su Ling put down the bag, reached out and hugged the man's broad back from behind, and rested her chin on his shoulder affectionately.

"Are you hungry?" he asked.

Hearing the movement of cats and dogs outside the yard, Lu Feng knew that he had returned, and was not surprised to be hugged from behind by him at this moment.

"Yeah." His hands were typing quickly on the laptop keyboard.

Su Ling casually glanced at the content on the screen and saw that the document title was "Liuxian River Corridor". He asked in confusion: "Are you personally in charge of this project?"

"I don't feel comfortable leaving it to others." After typing, Lu Feng clicked Save and closed the document.

“Who was originally in charge?” Such a large project, with hundreds of millions of dollars invested, ended up making the news because of the forced demolition, which almost destroyed the century-old reputation of the Lai Group. It was such a rip-off.

"My eldest cousin, Lu Zhiyuan." Lu Feng did not hide anything and briefly mentioned his corruption.

Su Ling was furious after hearing this. "This kind of person dares to dig into the corner of his own house. Is there anything else he can't do?"

Not only did he use his position to commit long-term corruption, he even used the money from the corruption to invest overseas. He secretly stabbed people and went against his family. His intentions are sinister!

However, thinking deeply, Su Ling completely understood his motives.

In a large and prosperous family with many descendants, it is normal for relatives to fight openly and secretly for the position of heir.

For example, in the Su family, although Su Ling was one of the heirs, the one most likely to inherit the family business was his second cousin. He was a wise man and withdrew from the power struggle early. He chose fine arts in college, stayed away from the struggle, and gave himself some peace and quiet.

Lu Feng is different from him. As the helmsman of the Lu Group, he is in a vortex of power and is threatened at any time. Lu Zhiyuan is obviously not a pushover and has been eyeing Lu Feng's position. Now that his misdeeds have been discovered, he is temporarily out of the game, but Su Ling feels that he will definitely make a comeback.

"We can't take it lightly." Su Ling held Lu Feng's neck and said heavily.

"I know." Lu Feng turned his head and kissed his cheek.

"Could he have planned your car accident in Country L?" Su Ling pondered.

"There is no evidence." Lu Feng ruffled his hair, "You don't have to worry about it."

Su Ling gritted his teeth and pinched his ear: "I am still worried about you. What if..."

He bit his lip, not daring to continue, his eyes red.

After watching the video Lin Zhou sent him, he was terrified. What if Li Feng didn't avoid the vital points? The consequences would be disastrous. That night, he had a high fever and his emotions were out of control. He misunderstood Li Feng and left a divorce agreement, which was like adding insult to injury.

The more he thought about it, the sadder he became, and Su Ling couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.

Rufeng quickly held him in his arms and kissed his forehead. "I'm fine, baby, don't be sad."

Su Ling sniffed and patted his hard chest. "There won't be a next time! Remember that!"

"Okay." Lu Feng softened his facial lines and responded in a low voice.

After a while, Su Ling calmed down, got out of the man's arms with a little embarrassment, and changed the subject: "What do you want to eat for lunch?"

"Either is fine." said Lu Feng.

"How about I give you my bottom to eat?" Su Ling suggested.

Lu Feng's gaze moved from his face downwards, revealing an aggression that could not be ignored. Su Ling did not think much about it at first, until his gaze stopped at a certain place, his face turned red, and he rushed over to hit him.

"You filthy bastard!" He opened his mouth and bit the man's neck.

Lu Feng chuckled, and was extremely happy to be embraced by him.

The man's muscles were too hard. It didn't hurt or itch when he bit them, but his teeth felt sore. Su Ling struggled to get out of his arms, straightened his clothes, and asked seriously, "Pork chop noodles or seafood noodles?"

"Pork rib noodles." Lu Feng touched his neck which was slightly sore from being bitten.

Su Ling raised his chin and walked out of the study with his head held high.

Domestic pork in the countryside tastes better than pork raised in slaughterhouses. Cut some fat and put it in the pot. The oil that is boiled out will be especially fragrant when used to stir-fry dishes.

Su Ling first made braised pork ribs, then cooked noodles. He picked spinach and green onions from the vegetable garden in the backyard, washed and cut them, put the spinach into the soup pot, and cooked it together with the noodles. He then served it in a bowl, added a spoonful of pork ribs, and sprinkled green onions on it. The pork rib noodles were ready.

Lu Feng was very considerate and ate two bowls of the dish. He then took the initiative to wash the dishes after the meal.

Looking at the man in an apron busying himself in front of the sink, Su Ling's mouth curled up unconsciously.

He likes his current life very much, which is warm and comfortable, without any of the depression he felt in S City.

However, he knew in his heart that such a leisurely life could not be maintained forever. After all, Li Feng's work focus was in S City, and he could not stay in the countryside forever and live apart from him.

The day after tomorrow he and Lu Feng have to go back to S City. Not only do they have to attend their teacher's painting exhibition, but they also have to celebrate the birthday of Lu's grandfather. After they are done with that, he wants to go back to the village and stay for a while.

In the afternoon, Su Ling prepared to do a live broadcast.

The sales of rice fish are gradually getting on track, and the village cadres have more than enough to take over. He is happy to have some free time and rest at home. However, when he live-streamed the last time he sold fish, he mentioned that he would give gifts to netizens, and he couldn't break his promise.

She changed into an ancient-style robe made by her second grandfather, and used an antique hairpin to tie up her hair. Her curly bangs hung on both sides, revealing her full and smooth forehead. Her eyebrows flew into her temples, giving her a somewhat immortal-like aura.

He did not have the habit of informing netizens in advance of his live broadcasts, and this time was no exception. When he appeared in the live broadcast room, there were only a hundred or two hundred online viewers.

These people are all his loyal fans who spontaneously maintain his homepage, control and suppress comments, and are determined not to let the haters come out and jump around. Suddenly, a picture appeared in the live broadcast room, and they saw a different Su Ling. One or two hundred people spontaneously typed many question marks on the barrage.

【？ ？ ？ ？ 】

【??? Did I enter the wrong live broadcast room?】

【Ah? Who is this immortal? (⊙⊙)】

[Could it be... a little brother? ~(￣0￣)/]

[It’s really a little brother! Oh my god! The little brother’s painting style is different today! There is no straw hat, no vegetables, no fish, and no fields!!!]

[In my lifetime, I actually saw a little brother wearing Hanfu! The flowing white robe, the ramen hair like Gu Xichao, the sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, the outstanding demeanor——Ah, Ah Wei is dead! (*/ω＼*)]

[Where is the little brother? The furnishings in the room are antique and there are paintings and calligraphy hanging on the walls! ]

[I remember now! The little brother is a Chinese painter! w(Д)w]

[Yeah, hahahaha, has the little brother finally realized his own job? ]

The online audience rose steadily. Su Ling knelt calmly in front of the table and laid out the painting materials one by one.

"Hello everyone, I'm Ling Yun. I'm very happy that I have another live broadcast today. In order to thank everyone for their support, I want to make some gifts today to give back to everyone. However, the quantity is limited, and I can only randomly draw one hundred friends who have purchased agricultural products." Su Ling said gently to the little bee camera.

[Wow! I'm so excited! What's the gift? Fly rubs her hands~]

[Wuwuwu, I’m not an Afro, I definitely won’t win! ㄟ( ▔, ▔ )ㄏ]

[It’s time to show my luck~<(￣︶￣)>]

[What if? What if I win? ]

Su Ling ignored the comments in the live broadcast room, sat upright, slowly closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and calmed his mood. When he opened his eyes again, his demeanor changed and he entered a state of selflessness.

He picked up a pair of scissors and cut the cardboard into the same size as the bookmarks. He cut a hundred pieces and used a hole puncher to punch holes on the top of the bookmarks. He then placed the holes neatly aside. Then, he took out a piece of raw rice paper and spread it on the table. His fair and slender fingers gently smoothed the rice paper, picked up the sharp brush on the brush stand, dipped it in the paint in the dish, and painted on the rice paper with confidence.

More and more netizens came to the live broadcast room, and many people rushed there after hearing the news. In less than half an hour, the number of people online exceeded one million, and it was still increasing.

Today, Su Ling is well-known on S.K. Video Network. As soon as he starts a live broadcast, the official website will actively recommend him to the homepage. The homepage has a large amount of traffic, and its popularity keeps rising, and he soon becomes a hot topic.

[The little brother is indeed a Chinese painter! His brush moves like a dragon and snake, flowing like clouds and water! ]

[The little brother in the painting has changed his aura, I am so fascinated by him! ヾ(≧O≦)〃Ah~]

[How can someone be so good-looking? Woohoo~ I’m almost drunk~]

【It’s a really good painting. It’s a real aesthetic enjoyment. 】

[What is the level of the little brother's painting skills? ]

[Level? Super high! From my perspective as a beginner, the young man’s level is comparable to that of my instructor! By the way, my instructor is in his 50s.]

[Is this true? A young man in his early twenties can actually talk to a professor in his fifties? ]

[How can the level of Master Zhang Qianyi's last disciple not be high? 】

A colored comment suddenly popped up on the bullet screen, instantly attracting the attention of many netizens.

【Master Zhang Qianyi? Ahhhh! The number one master of traditional Chinese painting in our country! Σ( ° △°|||)︴】

[This little brother is actually the last disciple of Master Zhang Qianyi? No, I'm going to faint, this news is too explosive! ]

[I have a painting of a galloping horse by Master Zhang Qianyi at home. My grandfather won’t let us touch it. The starting price is NT$5 million. It will become a family heirloom in the future! ]

[Is this guy making bookmarks? So...how much is a bookmark worth?]

[Other people's paintings might be worth a few cents, but Zhang Qianyi's closed disciple's paintings might be worth hundreds or thousands? ]

[I'm already jealous of the person who got the bookmark. I'm biting my hand to donate——]

Su Ling was completely immersed in the painting process and was not affected by the comments in the live studio at all. Once he entered the state, he would be completely selfless, and one exquisite painting after another appeared on the paper. After two or three hours, he finally completed a hundred bookmark-sized paintings.

Putting down the brush, he turned his sore wrist, waited for the paint to dry, and then used scissors to cut out the pictures one by one. Each picture was drawn with only a few strokes, but it was vivid and full of artistic conception.

After cutting out everything, Su Ling opened a bottle filled with prepared paste, which was specially used for mounting calligraphy and paintings. He skillfully brushed the paste on the cardboard, carefully covered the cut rice paper painting on it, and gently brushed it from top to bottom until the rice paper was stuck to the cardboard smoothly without a wrinkle.

After pasting the painting, cut off the excess corners and place it flat on a corner of the table to dry.

I repeated this process and after I had made a hundred bookmarks, the sky outside the window gradually darkened and the live broadcast lasted for four or five hours.

After finishing his work in the study, Lu Feng came to the studio in the waterside pavilion, stood beside the screen, and watched Su Ling concentrating on weaving the rope for the bookmark.

After staring quietly for ten minutes, he turned on the light and the studio was instantly bright.

Su Ling paused, squinted his eyes, and was a little uncomfortable with the light.

Lu Feng walked over, knelt down beside him, and said softly, "If you can't finish it today, continue tomorrow."

Su Ling finished weaving the last piece of braided rope and let out a long sigh: "You came just in time, help me. Just string these braided ropes onto the bookmarks and it will be done."

The captured Zhuang Ding: ...

【Hahahaha——The jealous king is here! 】

[Hey, the two of them sitting together, what a perfect match! ]

[They are the most attractive couple I have ever seen in my life, and they are a real couple. Hey, just thinking about it makes me excited. (*＾-＾*)]

[Well, a question suddenly occurred to me, who is the top and who is the bottom between the two of them? ]

[Stop, stop! Don’t discuss this in a weird direction!]

【Thank you for your hard work, little brother! Is it so time-consuming and laborious to make an ancient style bookmark? 】

[Isn't it? A hundred of them, thanks to the brother's strong painting skills, he painted them without any smudges! ]

[I hope the God of Luck will come to me and let me draw a bookmark! ]

[Is it too late to place an order for rice fish now? ]

[Hey, the person in front, you reminded me that only people who have purchased agricultural products can participate in the lottery. Ah, I haven’t purchased anything yet! ]

While netizens were placing orders one after another, Su Ling and Lu Feng worked together and finally completed the production of 100 bookmarks.

"Tired!" Su Ling moved his stiff limbs and twisted his neck. After a while, he felt a little better. He said, "The bookmark has been made. I will post a message on Weibo. If you follow and forward it, you can participate in the lucky draw. The prize will be drawn in three days. The winners can claim their prizes by sending me a screenshot of their order!"

The bullet screen floated like snowflakes, almost covering the entire live broadcast room, and various Q-version dinosaurs were dancing.

Su Ling showed a perfect smile and waved towards the camera: "Well, today's live broadcast ends here, bye!"

No matter how netizens tried to keep it, the live broadcast signal was ruthlessly cut off.

Su Ling relaxed, leaned forward, and leaned into Lu Feng's arms, pouting and saying coquettishly, "My legs are numb."

I've been kneeling for the entire afternoon in an almost unchanged posture, it would be strange if I didn't feel numb.

"Let me massage you." Lu Feng asked him to sit on his side, slowly straightened his legs, and massaged from top to bottom.

"Hiss, it's so numb, so numb." Su Ling moaned softly.

"Don't kneel for so long next time." Lu Feng said sternly.

"Got it." Su Ling responded obediently.

After massaging for more than ten minutes, the blood circulation improved and the numbness in my legs was gone.

"Half past five? I have to make dinner." Su Ling looked at the time on his phone and said in surprise.

"Keep dinner simple," said Lu Feng.

"Porridge?" Su Ling asked.

"Okay." Lu Feng helped him up.

Su Ling kicked his legs, stretched his back, and walked out. "Let's cook some millet porridge. There are some dumplings I made yesterday in the refrigerator. It's a good time to cook them."

At 6:40 in the evening, after finishing their meal, the couple played with their two little pets in the yard for more than half an hour. They were sweating all over and went upstairs to take a shower.

In the bathroom, Su Ling stood under the shower with his head raised, letting the warm water wet his body. Lu Feng stood aside, taking off his clothes slowly, his eyes burning as he watched the water droplets slide down along the young man's perfect curves.

Su Ling was completely unaware of it. He applied some shampoo on his hair and rubbed it. His head was covered with foam. He stood under the shower to rinse it, but accidentally the foam got into the water, causing him great discomfort.

"Lie Feng, come and help me--" He closed his eyes and turned away dizzily.

Lu Feng took a few steps over, supported his shaking body, raised his hand to take down the showerhead, aimed it at his head, and rinsed all the foam down. After rinsing, he put the showerhead back, took the towel hanging on the wall, and wiped his eyes.

Su Ling wiped his face, blinked his eyes, and felt better.

"That was close!" He breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and met Lu Feng's eyes that were about to spit fire, stunned.

"Huh... um..."

The domineering lips fell down, and his back felt cold. He was kissed by the man against the wall...

The author has something to say: Today is a big fat chapter ~ It is not easy, the plan cannot keep up with the changes, and I can’t finish coding the following important plot today, so I decided to code it tomorrow.

My wrist hurts from typing so much today, I can't type anymore.

Please pay attention to my Weibo at any time~