Ye Luan'an's gaze faltered slightly.
In that instant, my chest felt as if it had been struck hard by a heavy hammer, swelling and becoming full.
Ye Luan'an couldn't quite understand what this emotion was, so he closed his eyes and suppressed it.
It was only at a second glance that Ye Luan'an noticed the man standing next to Fu Bai.
He seemed to want to reach out and help Fu Bai up, and despite the dim lighting, Ye Luan'an could still see the desire to conquer in the man's eyes.
Without hesitation, Ye Luan'an, regardless of whether Fu Bai smelled of alcohol, walked towards Fu Bai.
Fu Bai saw him too, and his fox-like eyes suddenly lit up.
He didn't stand up, but waited for Ye Luan'an to walk to his side before reaching out his hand to him. "Uncle, my legs are weak and I can't stand up. Can you carry me?"
The body precedes reason.
By the time Ye Luan'an realized what was happening, he had already bent down and placed his hand on Fu Bai's waist.
I'm really planning to hug him.
Ye Luan'an paused, still hesitating whether to continue, when the young man in front of him eagerly jumped from the high stool into his arms, bringing with him the fragrance of peaches.
Ye Luan'an instinctively put his arm around Fu Bai's waist and caught him.
Such a slim waist.
Ye Luan'an put his hands on Fu Bai's waist, and a sentence involuntarily floated into his mind.
Fu Bai threw himself into Ye Luan'an's arms, just like a drunkard who was out of control. He rubbed his delicate face against Ye Luan'an's neck and mumbled, "Uncle, you really came to pick me up. I'm so happy."
Ye Luan'an felt a chill run down his spine, his body aching unbearably hot.
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