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

Lu Fang, unaware of his strange inner thoughts, assumed he was just being dissenting again. He threw the cotton swab into the trash can, looked at him, and said, "What's wrong now?"

"I didn't..." Su Nanqin felt wronged.

Lu Fang looked at him: "Not yet? No injections, no food, no temperature checks, and you call that not enough? Speaking of injections, if you still have a fever when I take your temperature later, you're not allowed to cheat during the injection. If you dare to cheat, I'll beat you up."

Lu Fang continued to implement his tyrannical system as always.

As Su Nanqin watched him bend down, a blush unconsciously spread all the way to his neck. He tried to negotiate: "I'll get the injection, not the measurement."

Lu Fang stopped teasing and said seriously, "Alright, raise your arm."

Su Nanqin: ? ? ?

Lu Fang bent down, lifted his clothes, and put the thermometer inside.

When I took it out, it was 38 degrees Celsius; it was still burning.

When the nurse came to give him the second injection to reduce the fever, Su Nanqin sat obediently by the bed.

Seeing the nurse come in, she twitched her eyebrows, looked at Lu Fang again, and opened her mouth as if to speak.

Seeing Lu Fang's serious and stern face, she knew there was no room for negotiation, so she lowered her eyelashes again.

The nurse pushed the needle out, and he looked up at Lu Fang with longing eyes.

Lu Fang thought this person was really cute, and the more he looked at him, the more he resembled a child.

However, playing the victim won't work; Lu Fang won't be soft-hearted about this.

He sat down next to Su Nanqin, his tone still gentle: "Come here, let me hug you."

It was impossible for Su Nanqin to speak, so seeing that he couldn't avoid it, he obediently put his hand on hers.

Even though she was sick and a little listless, she looked incredibly well-behaved.

Lu Fang lifted him up by his thighs and held him in his arms.

The nurse next to me seemed to be saying, "I can't see it, I can't see it... It's best not to watch this massive display of affection..."

My inner thoughts: Ahhh, this is so sweet! A hug around the waist! Even when getting a shot, he still hugs me!!! Men who hug others are so boyfriend material!

Su Nanqin really enjoyed being hugged; Lu Fang's embrace made him feel very safe.

Lu Fang looked down at him: "You're so delicate."

Nurse: Ahhh, you're so indulgent even when you're swearing!

It has to be said that Su Nanqin's skin is really delicate and sensitive, a bit like a child's skin. For a moment, the nurse holding the pillow didn't have the heart to prick her.

After they finished fighting, Su Nanqin was still leaning on Lu Fang's shoulder when Lu Fang pulled her back: "Alright, aren't you going to get down? Or are you planning to cry on my shoulder again?"

"You don't care about me," Su Nanqin said, feeling wronged.

Lu Fang chuckled and gently flicked the bridge of his nose. "When have I ever stopped caring for you? Hmm?"

"Many times," Su Nanqin said, almost in a coquettish tone.

"for example?"

Su Nanqin answered almost without hesitation: "Yesterday."

He regretted saying it as soon as he said it; he shouldn't have brought it up, since things had been very unpleasant last night.

Then he looked at Lu Fang's expression.

Lu Fang was stunned for a moment, and then the two of them were speechless.

Finally, Lu Fang lowered his head and asked, "Are you upset?"

Lu Fang's deep, magnetic voice came from above Su Nanqin's head, and he almost couldn't help but bury his face in the other's chest and whine, "Mmm..."

The voice, which should have been clear and crisp, now sounded somewhat sticky and muddy.

It's true that he felt wronged, not just because Lu Fang hit him.

Lu Fang looked down at him, his light purple eyes sparkling, and the corners of his eyes, which had finally recovered, began to show a thin layer of red again.

Lu Fang had no idea that the other person was so delicate and sensitive.

There was no other way but to coax him: "So what should we do? Tell me? Or you can hit me?"

Lu Fang teased him.

Su Nanqin raised her red eyes and looked at him with an air of superiority, saying, "I don't want to, my hand hurts."

So cute.

Lu Fang felt that this person could sometimes make you so angry that your blood would boil, and other times make you feel sorry for him.

He suddenly felt like he'd struck gold, and asked with a beaming smile, "Your hand hurts, what should we do, Nan Nan?"

When Lu Fang is in a good mood or trying to coax someone, he likes to call them "Nan Nan".

Su Nanqin loves listening to this, and he can usually coax her into doing it perfectly.

Then he heard Su Nanqin say in a tone that was almost commanding yet also like a coquettish voice, "Lower your head."

Lu Fang did as instructed, and now he was taller than him, which pleased Su Nanqin.

Then Lu Fang heard Su Nanqin say in a commanding tone, looking down at him, "Kiss me."

Su Nanqin had fair skin and her curved eyebrows and light purple eyes always exuded a noble and untouchable aura.

It seems that the domineering queenly demeanor is the temperament that Su Nanqin should have; he was born to command others, not to submit to them.

Lu Fang found him adorable, smiled, and replied in agreement, "Alright. My noble little princess."

Then he leaned forward and reverently placed a kiss between the other's brows.

Unlike any other time, it was an almost ritualistic surrender.

Su Nanqin looked down at him, the porcelain-white light reflecting off his eyebrows and eyes, giving him an air of nobility.

"Are you satisfied now?" Lu Fang looked up at him.

Su Nanqin sat back down on his lap, his tone flat: "Kiss me."

Lu Fang is simply hilarious.

She gently cupped the back of his head and kissed him.

Seeing that the other person's eyes were starting to redden again from being teased, and that they were glaring at him with a wronged expression, Lu Fang touched the other person's forehead with his head and laughed, "Are you angry again? Didn't you ask me to kiss you? You're so delicate and petty, who would want you?"

Lu Fang spoke in an almost indulgent tone. He actually liked Su Nanqin like this and didn't mind spoiling her.

As soon as Su Nanqin heard it, it was clear that Lu Fang didn't want him.

"Don't you want me?"

Seeing the other person's serious expression, Lu Fang, unusually, felt like teasing him: "So, how should we kiss? Why don't you teach me?"

"I won't teach them." Cats are very proud.

Lu Fang looked at him and teased, "Hmm, I don't want you."

Lu Fang spoke very seriously, and Su Nanqin almost immediately looked up at him.

As if asking: Really?

Lu Fang tidied his sweaty, frizzy hair and repeated, "Didn't you ask me if I wanted you? No, look at you, so delicate and petty, always throwing tantrums and disobedient. You even dare to go out drinking with other men after a fight. With so many flaws, who would want you?"

Su Nanqin listened very attentively, and his expression darkened with each sentence Lu Fang spoke.

He was unhappy because Lu Fang didn't like him.

Lu Fang found it hilarious to look at Su Nanqin; in some ways, Su Nanqin was just as easy to fool as a child.

Lu Fang waited for his reaction, but to his surprise, Su Nanqin turned around and got off him barefoot, saying aggrievedly as he walked away, "If you don't want it, then don't."

Lu Fang watched as the other person walked barefoot to the door of the ward.

He gritted his teeth, hoisted the bag onto his shoulder, and sternly scolded, "You say you're not stingy? Haven't you been sick enough already? Huh? Next time you dare walk barefoot, I'll beat your feet until they're swollen."

I feel wronged. I'm about to cry again.

Lu Fang looked at him: "Don't cry!"

They've been spoiled rotten; the more they're spoiled, the more pampered they become.

Su Nanqin blinked, then looked aggrieved and held back her tears. After a long while, she said, "You were mean to me..."

Lu Fang lightly flicked his forehead: "You're the one being fierce. Why don't you use your brain? If I didn't want you, what would you be doing here? Always running away, have you been spoiled?"

Su Nanqin was jolted back by Lu Fang's flick, and after listening to Lu Fang's words for a long time, she looked up at him again: "Really?"

"It's fake." Lu Fang didn't even look at him.

Su Nanqin smiled with satisfaction, her eyebrows curving to reveal perfectly placed dimples, making her very pretty.

She then snuggled closer to Lu Fang's waist, like a kitten seeking affection.

Lu Fang looked at him helplessly.