Upon hearing this, Bu Ling immediately interrupted, "Grandpa, my brother and the others might chat until very late. Why don't we let them eat at Xie Dong's place?"
“Yes, Grandpa, the doctor said Lingling needs to get plenty of rest!” Sangshen chimed in.
Grandpa Sang pondered for a moment, then said, "Alright, this old man will go with you to Xie's house, and we'll have a good chat." He made a move to get up.
“Grandpa, let’s not. Commander Bu and Comrade Lü have been reunited after so long, they must have a lot to talk about. Let’s not disturb them. We have plenty of time in the future, don’t you think?” Sangzi saw through Bu Ling and the other’s plan and naturally didn’t want to undermine them.
Grandpa Sang frowned upon hearing this, then looked at the two men who needed to have a heart-to-heart talk: "Xiao Bu, Xiao Lü, you two grown men are talking about heart-to-heart talks?"
Buyi: ...
Ignoring the winks from the three men, he nodded sincerely: "Grandpa Sang, please forgive me, but I haven't seen Lao Lü for a long time, and we really need to talk alone."
Even though Lü Zhiwei didn't understand what these people were up to, he still nodded and said, "Commander, I'm sorry..."
"Alright, alright, you two chat!" Old Master Sang quickly interrupted Lü Zhiwei, "Xiao Fang, go and cook for them, and come back when you're done." He instructed.
"No need, Grandpa. Brother Lü is the head chef at our restaurant; his skills are unparalleled." Bu Ling politely declined, "Besides, we can't let Aunt Fang get tired!"
“That’s right, Grandpa Sang, I’ve never actually tried Old Lü’s cooking before. I’ll have to give it a good taste tonight!” Bu Yi said with a smile.
"Whatever you want." Old Master Sang waved his hand.
"Well then, Grandpa Sang, we'll be going now." Bu Yi turned and walked towards the door.
Upon seeing this, Lü Zhiwei saluted Grandpa Sang and quickly turned to follow.
“Grandpa, I’m going to bring them the keys,” Sangshen said.
"I'll go see what's in the kitchen and take it to them," said Aunt Fang.
"Then I'll go boil some water." Sang Zi also made an excuse to slip out.
"I...I'll go back inside and put my bag down," Bu Ling retorted, not to be outdone.
In the blink of an eye, only Uncle Lin and Grandpa Sang remained in the living room.
Looking at the empty living room, Old Master Sang snorted coldly, "Xiao Lin, do they think I'm stupid?"
Uncle Lin scratched his head awkwardly: "Commander, you're overthinking it. Xiao Qi and the others won't do that."
Upon hearing this, Grandpa Sang stared intently at Uncle Lin until he felt guilty and looked away. Only then did he nod in satisfaction, stand up with his cane, and say, "Little Lin, help me to the kitchen."
"Yes, Commander."
When Sang Shen returned with the keys, the living room was empty. He stood there for a moment, then turned and went into the west room. "Lingling?"
Buling looked up at him and said, "Let's move the deck chair from the courtyard to our place another day. We're not used to it without it."
Hearing this, Sangshen's eyes lit up: "Okay, I'll go move it after work tomorrow."
Bling rolled her eyes at him, what a character! But she couldn't help but smile, "And clothes, get me a few pieces to wear next to my skin."
"Okay, whatever you say." Sangshen snuggled up to Buling, rested her head on her shoulder, and sighed contentedly.
They've finally made up!
Before long, Aunt Fang called for dinner. At the dinner table, seeing the two of them back to normal, Grandpa Sang and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Xiaoqi had told them not to interfere, Grandpa Sang and the others were extremely worried seeing the two young people bickering every day. It's good that they've made up now.
After dinner, Uncle Lin and Sang Zi volunteered to wash the dishes, while Bu Ling and Sang Shen were sent back to their room early by Grandpa Sang: "Go away, don't get in the way, go back to your room and play."
"Grandpa, we'll go back to the house now." Sangshen took the lead and helped Buling up.
"Go back, go back." Old Master Sang waved to the two of them as if shooing away flies.
Sangshen smiled and led Buling back into the house.
"Sangshen, don't you think Fangshen's behavior is a bit off tonight?" Buling leaned close to Sangshen and asked in a low voice.
"No, that's not right. She made the food too salty." Sangshen smelled the fragrance emanating from Buling, her eyes burning with desire.
Bu Ling rolled her eyes at him: "Who was talking about the food? I was talking about Sister Fang. She seemed a bit distracted today, ever since she saw Brother Lü."
Sangshen hugged Bling's noticeably fuller waist: "No, I didn't notice~"
"Forget it, what use are you!" Bu Ling tried to sit up straight by supporting himself on his chest, but Sang Shen held him tightly.
"Lingling, what about us...?"
“...It’s time to wash your feet.” Bling ruined the atmosphere.
"Then giving one as a reward isn't too much to ask, is it?" Sangshen wasn't about to let it go so easily.
"mua~"
"Is it done?" Bling touched it and then immediately pulled away.
"Oh no~" Sangshen caught up and kissed Buling's nose.
"My nose is running from the cold." (Bling)
Sangshen stiffened, pretending not to hear her words, and pulled her close, pressing her lips against those inarticulate mouths with a fierce kiss.
They whispered sweet nothings, their bodies entwined, until for a moment, only the sounds of panting and wetness filled the room...
"Wait... um... wait a minute!" Sangshen felt Bling's hand reaching down, and her mind suddenly cleared: "Stomach... stomach!"
Bling hooked her arms around his neck, sat on his lap, and said softly, "Just be careful, won't you? Don't you want to?"
She slipped her other hand inside Mulberry's clothes and rubbed his abs.
The two had been suffering from a prolonged drought, and Bu Ling's actions were extremely provocative to Sang Shen: "Did you say that?"
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