Mr. Lu, Mr. Su is being coquettish again!

"Why aren't you crying anymore?" Lu Fang kissed his forehead.

Su Nanqin let him kiss her to comfort her, but her voice still had a nasal tone: "I don't like to cry."

She's incredibly arrogant.

Lu Fang smiled helplessly. He never knew how many troubles he would cause when he was sick, and he even said he didn't like to cry.

She reached out and ruffled the kitten's head without calling him out, "Yeah, Nan Nan is the bravest."

Only after releasing the person did I notice a row of marks on Su Nanqin's forearm.

"How did you get bitten?" Su Nanqin was lying face down, so Lu Fang didn't see it. But when he saw a row of obvious marks, with blood seeping from the deeper ones, he became a little anxious.

Su Nanqin looked on blankly, and for a moment, seeing Lu Fang's furrowed brow and his lips pressed together in worry, she thought for a second that he was blaming her.

People who have experienced pain and illness tend to be very sensitive, and can feel wronged in an instant.

Even though he hadn't been acting recklessly and had tried his best not to cry, why did Lu Fang think he was being spoiled and wanted to scold him?

Still in pain, Su Nanqin pursed his lips and remained silent, but his eyes were brimming with tears, as if he would burst into loud sobs if Lu Fang said another word.

Lu Fang was anxious and didn't blame him at all. Only later did he realize that Su Nanqin had bitten him because she was in pain.

A feeling of heartache welled up inside me, along with anger at myself for not noticing. If this wasn't handled properly, my fair and delicate wrist would have been left with an imprint.

After realizing what was happening, seeing Su Nanqin's head hanging low and his dejected appearance, she suddenly realized that this guy probably thought she was scolding or blaming him again.

Lu Fang felt a little sad. He gently held that delicate, porcelain-white hand. "Nan Nan, don't be sad. That's not what I meant."

Su Nanqin felt a burning sensation on her wrist, looked up at him, and seemed somewhat uncertain.

Yet she still wore a downcast, aggrieved, and sad expression.

"I'm not blaming you, I was just anxious, that's why I sounded agitated. I'm the one who should be criticized; I didn't even notice Nan Nan." Lu Fang gently picked up the hand, looking at the person with a serious tone.

Even though Lu Fang apologized, and Su Nanqin realized she had misunderstood, she felt even more like crying.

After all, Lu Fang is only good at being fierce.

Seeing that he was about to cry again, Lu Fang gently stroked the corners of his red eyes: "You can't cry now, you weren't crying just now. How am I supposed to comfort you if you do?"

Lu Fang spoke seriously, but Su Nanqin was amused by him and repeated what he had said before: "I don't like to cry."

This is unbelievable. There's nothing Lu Fang can do about him. "Yes, yes, yes, Nan Nan, who often cries in front of Lu Fang, is not easy to cry. Lu Fang will remember that."

...They don't even take coaxing people seriously.

Su Nanqin: "Lu Fang!"

The corners of her eyes were still scarlet, like a cat with its fur standing on end.

"Hey, Lu Fang!" Lu Fang suddenly sounded a bit cheeky.

"Lower your head." Su Nanqin's face was still wet with tears, but he tilted his head mischievously, which was rare for him.

Lu Fang did as instructed, bowing his head slightly.

Su Nanqin grabbed Lu Fang's shoulder with her hand, opened her neat little teeth, and bit down hard on Lu Fang's collarbone.

"Hiss!" Lu Fang was caught off guard by the bite. He hadn't noticed before, but ever since that night, the kitten had become more and more fond of biting people.

Su Nanqin snuggled into the other person's arms and rubbed against him affectionately.

"What's wrong? Are you scared now?" Lu Fang looked at the furry head in front of his collarbone and the clear teeth marks.

"Hmm..." Su Nanqin leaned against his chest, revealing two light purple eyes, and smiled at him with her head tilted back.

Whether he's crying or laughing, it's him. Lu Fang is at a loss. "What am I supposed to do with you? Hmm?"

"I don't know." Su Nanqin hugged Lu Fang, acting like a rogue, his posture lazy and seemingly unintentional. "If you want to do it, then do it, but not now."

After saying that, he added another sentence.

……

The kitten remembers the food but not the punishment.

Lu Fang raised his hand and tapped his head. Before Su Nanqin could react, Lu Fang tucked him back into the blanket and even covered his head with the blanket. "Go to sleep quietly."

……

Suddenly everything went black. Su Nanqin was baffled; she hadn't even finished being coquettish.

Her fair fingers peeked out from under the covers, lifting them to reveal two bright, eager eyes that looked at Lu Fang as if they hadn't had enough of being hugged.

Lu Fang became increasingly uncomfortable, and his tone became somewhat strange, "Go to sleep, I'll hug you when I get back tonight."