"Miaomiao, am I old?" came the man's deep, magnetic voice.
The man, dressed in a white turtleneck sweater and black trousers, his tall and slender figure bathed in sunlight, slowly walked from the corner of the courtyard, holding a rose in his hand.
The winter sun dispelled his aloofness, and a warm smile graced his handsome face.
Her pair of captivating peach blossom eyes stared intently at Luo Shimiao.
Looking at the noble yet gentle man in front of her, Luo Shimiao hissed and couldn't help but swallow hard.
"You look like someone."
Gu Qingnian raised an eyebrow: "Who does he look like?"
"Like my man."
The man chuckled softly, took her hand, and placed the roses in it.
"Here, take this."
Luo Shimiao lowered his head and sniffed: "Don't try to use your good looks on me, or I'll play along."
“Yue…” Yu Shulin patted his chest, his eyes full of disgust: “I’m about to throw up my dinner from last night.”
"Spit it out anywhere, just lick it clean."
Gu Nian raised his hand and tucked her bangs behind her head: "You still haven't answered my question."
Luo Shimiao thought for a moment, then gently tapped his nose with a rose: "You're not old at all, you're even more like a young man."
"Little brother, did you hear that?" Gu Nian turned to look at Yu Shulin, a hint of smugness in his eyes.
Yu Shulin raised his head and looked him in the eye: "I'm not a little brother, I'm an adult."
"Alright, let's go inside." Luo Shimiao frowned when she saw Gu Nian wearing only a sweater. "It's cold outside, why aren't you wearing a coat?"
Gu Nian leaned down and whispered in her ear, "You're so hot, you don't need to wear too much." He then led her into the house.
Yu Shulin followed reluctantly: "President Gu, you are getting on in years, unlike us young people who can handle things. You should listen to my advice."
"What's wrong with you, kid? Are you a reincarnated Onmyoji?" She raised her head as if to kick him.
He jumped back and said, "I'm doing this for his own good."
Gu Nian walked into the house and took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet in the entryway for him.
"Thank you for your concern, but Miaomiao knows my physical condition best." She squatted down to take off Luo Shimiao's boots.
Luo Shimiao put on the couple's slippers next to her and said sweetly, "Thank you~"
"By the way, where did you get these roses?" She waved the flowers in her hand. "I don't remember growing any flowers at home."
The man's lips curled into a smile: "I was just passing by when I took a stroll through my neighbor's flower shed."
Luo Shimiao's expression suddenly dawned on her: "Oh~ I took a look around."
Yu Shulin sat down on the sofa as if he were at home, crossed his legs, and said, "You can't even afford flowers. Sister Miao, how did you fall for such a stingy man?"
"Don't you have any sense?" She touched the delicate petals and said, "This is the most expensive variety of rose; you can't buy it in ordinary flower shops."
He snorted arrogantly, "I'm hungry. I'm a guest, so get me something to eat."
Luo Shimiao grinned: "Okay, I'll go cook right away."
Yu Shulin quickly stood up and grabbed her, saying, "No, no, no, I'm suddenly not hungry anymore."
"Look how scared you are."
Gu Nian glanced at them, took a bunch of snacks out of the cabinet, and put them on the table.
They also cut a beautifully presented fruit platter.
Luo Shimiao ate the snacks in her hand, watching the handsome man walking over with a fruit platter.
"These snacks were hidden by Third Brother, weren't they? You secretly took them out for us to eat, aren't you afraid he'll throw a tantrum and threaten suicide?"
Gu Nian sat down beside her, wiping his long, slender fingers with a tissue, a smirk playing on his lips: "If it's in my house, it's mine."
She muttered, "I wonder where those two ran off to."
At this time, Luo Jianxing was working as a punching bag at the boxing gym.
"Ouch, Manman, go easy on me, you're going to break me." Luo Jianxing lay on the ground, grimacing.
Li Man looked down at him, her beautiful face unable to hide her smile: "Something sounds off about what you just said." Her casual sportswear couldn't hide her great figure.
He sat up and hugged her leg, saying, "Let's rest for a while, I'm so tired."
Li Man took off her boxing gloves, sat down, and looked him in the eye: "I can already imagine how you'll perform on another 'battlefield'."
Luo Jianxing frowned slightly, a hint of confusion flashing across his face: "Which battlefield?"
She lifted his chin with her slender fingers, her red lips slightly parted: "In bed."
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