"To give such expensive cough syrup to someone you've only met once shows how kind he is."
"Please help him more at work in the future, and don't let him be bullied."
"good."
Lu Yanchen agreed, as a way to repay Song Chi for giving his mother cough syrup.
"Go to bed early, and don't skimp on the cough syrup. Drink it as he tells you."
"Mom is not a child anymore, why does she still remind me of these things?" Lu Lan smiled helplessly.
"Hurry up and apply some medicine to Song Zhiqing. He must be itching from all these bumps."
"Um."
Lu Yanchen turned and left.
Lu Lan stood in front of the door and watched Lu Yanchen walk away. She did not close the door until Lu Yanchen entered the room, but wiped her tears secretly.
The person she felt most sorry for was her eldest son. She had never given him a good day and had made him suffer the hardship of supporting the family since he was a child.
"I'm not a young wife, nor am I a vixen."
As soon as Lu Yanchen closed the door and entered the room and walked towards the big bed, Song Chi threw the pillow at him, and his eyes were red with anger.
"They said it casually and you took it seriously."
Lu Yanchen sat down on the bedside, unscrewed the wind oil, and said, "Lift your face up."
Song Chi was ready in seconds, hugged Teddy Bear Duck tightly and sat next to Lu Yanchen, tilting his little face up obediently, his thick long eyelashes fluttering, and his beautiful amber eyes staring at Lu Yanchen without blinking.
Lu Yanchen told him not to worry about it and raised his hand to apply medicated oil to the little red spot on Song Chi's face.
"It's cool and quite comfortable." Song Chi exclaimed.
Because he was looking up, the breath of his voice was all over Lu Yanchen's face as he bent down to apply medicine on him, which made Lu Yanchen feel strange and weird.
Lu Yanchen numb himself and ignored it, continuing to apply medicine to Song Chi, first on his face and then on his arms, and then his neck.
"The bag here is itchy too, apply some."
Song Chi tilted her slender white neck, exposing her collarbone, for Lu Yanchen to wipe, her voice sweet and soft.
Lu Yanchen took a deep breath. This young master was simply poisonous. Which normal man could speak so sweetly?
"There are bags on the legs, on the insteps, and on the toes."
Song Chi lifted his legs and placed them on the thighs of Lu Yanchen, who was sitting on the edge of the bed. He had no idea what crossing the line meant.
If it was someone else, Lu Yanchen would have thrown it aside long ago, but since it was Song Chi, he just kept applying the medicine without saying a word, showing no impatience at all. He was still muttering in his heart that this young master's skin was so tender and felt too good to the touch.
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