re, a little at a loss, watching what was happening before her. She didn't understand why suddenly the two men had started fighting.The fists are strong, no one is a pushover.Xichen's face darkened, h...Lu Ming smiled faintly, as expected.

This set of tea certainly has a story behind it.

A glance from the corner of his eye caught sight of his own back, where the redness had faded to a faint trace, barely discernible.

His dark eyes narrowed suddenly, and the corners of his mouth twitched into a wicked smile. Beside a pickup truck, a tall and well-built man stood with his back to the street, facing the driver's side door, seemingly engrossed in something.

If someone were to pass him at this moment, they would see a man with his arms constantly making small, rhythmic motions.

Lu Mingchu rubbed his hands together forcefully again, his brow furrowed in displeasure. He gritted his teeth, gathered his strength, and twisted the skin on the back of his hand with all his might at a scorching 270 degrees... In the sunlight, hey! Much better now!

He then joyfully slammed the car door shut and turned towards that woman.

"Ready"

"Hmm."

"It's been a long time."

"I'm not familiar with this road, I just walked down the wrong alley."

Woman asks, man answers.

The two of them walked down Main Street.

"What kind of chaise lounge are you looking for" the woman asked leisurely.

"I think yours is pretty good."

The woman nodded. "Alright, I'll take you there directly. They are old craftsmen, passed down from generation to generation. It's expensive, yes, but it's worth the price."

"Mhm."

As she walked, she chattered incessantly.

As pedestrians passed by the two, they saw a tall and handsome man accommodating a woman, following her small steps behind him. He would occasionally turn his head and look down at the woman who was a head shorter than him with tenderness.

In those eyes, nothing but warmth.

Two people entered the furniture store, and soon they came out again, having already agreed on a recliner. They asked their young helper to move the goods to the back of their pickup truck.

Back and forth, the path she walked lengthened. She took her time, nothing much happened. But that delivery boy wasn't paying attention and accidentally bumped into her.

With a thud, he fell to the ground.

"How do you move things like that!" Lu Mingchu was annoyed and quickly squatted down, "Are you alright"

The woman braced herself on the stone ground, carefully stood up, and brushed the dust off her skirt: "It's okay, it's not his fault. I didn't see him either."

As she spoke, she brushed dust off her skirt and lifted her foot, preparing to walk toward the pickup truck.

The little boy blushed slightly and said, "Sorry, sorry, we didn't see you."

"No problem."

She spoke, and then walked forward, taking a step, her brow furrowing slightly.

Silent and still, he continued walking on.

Lu Ming's eyes flashed dangerously. His long arm suddenly stretched out, his strength focused as he pulled with a subtle bend in his waist.

The woman let out a gasp, caught off guard by the tug. Before she could even see what was happening, she felt a surge of irritation and her eyes widened in surprise. "What are you doing!"

She shouted angrily.

But froze.

Before her, a tall and lanky man slightly bent his waist, squatting in front of her. He turned his head, raised a smile, and said to her:

Come up.

She was taken aback, "You're crazy!" she exclaimed, raising her foot to step over the mountain-like figure in front of her. The man stretched out his long arm and with a deft tug, pulled her back. She looked down, and Lu Mingchu happened to be looking up at her with a smile.

The smile had a few points of scoundrelism, with a touch of rogue.

"What are you showing off for If it hurts, just say so. You don't say it, and I'm not blind, I can see."

As he spoke, his sword eyebrows rose.

"Come up, I called you up, and it's not embarrassing."

A woman's heart is like a stampede of ten thousand wild horses... This isn't something to be ashamed of, right

"I can walk myself, I didn't fall that badly, you get up... ah!" Before she could finish her words, she gasped, staring blankly at the man in front of her... He was actually carrying her away

When she reacted, there was a hint of displeasure in her heart. Nowadays, she most disliked being forced by others to do anything. What Lu Mingchu was doing at this moment was exactly what she disliked.

struggled to his feet: “Let me down, I don’t like…”

Before she could finish her words, the man walking behind her suddenly let out a hiss, as if something had pulled on him painfully.

"You... what's wrong"

She asked suspiciously.

"It's fine, it's fine, it's fine." Lu Mingchu only moved the injured hand, making the back of her hand even more hidden from her view.

This action caught the woman's eye. She struggled violently, pushing him away with all her might. She jumped off his back and quickly grabbed his arm, flipping his hand over... His hand was red!

"You..." This must have been her doing, right

"How… could it be this bad" It's been almost two hours, and the swelling hasn't gone down at all Did she… use that much force

At this moment, the woman was also a little confused and couldn't tell.

Instinctively, that slap didn't seem to have been delivered with a lot of force. At least the force wasn't strong enough that it's still lingering now.

But... the "facts" are right in front of me.

"Don't make that expression." Lu Mingchu pulled out a smile. "It has nothing to do with you, my constitution is special. Don't look at it so red, it doesn't hurt actually."

Watching the man before her smile nonchalantly, putting on a carefree act, the woman lowered her head, a sliver of guilt gnawing at her heart.

After a long silence, he spoke: "Let's go."

"Or shall I carry you instead"

The woman shook her head and walked straight ahead. Although she walked very slowly, this time Lu Mingchu didn't force her.

The delivery boy carefully loaded the wicker chair onto the pickup truck, securing it with ropes.

"Aren't you going to stroll around anymore" the woman asked the man beside her. "Didn't you say you had already visited Dali Ancient City"

"How about next time I thought that street-side grilled oyster pancake looked interesting. Would you still accompany me then"

She wanted to refuse, but when she looked up and saw the man's eager eyes, the refusal that was about to leave her lips was swallowed back. She mumbled a noncommittal "Hmm".

As soon as Lu Mingchu got into the car, he was about to start the engine.

"Hold on."

The woman beside him suddenly spoke.

Lu Mingchu was puzzled and turned his head, "Hmm" He looked at her with his eyes, asking if there was anything else

The woman remained silent for a moment, then slowly reached into her pocket and pulled out a small bottle of medicinal oil. “Give me your hand.”

"Huh"

The woman ignored him, reached out and took his hand, unscrewed the medicine oil, poured some into her palm, rubbed it and placed it on the back of his hand, gently rubbing it open.

Her movements were slow, but Lu Mingchu stared intently.

Suddenly, a silly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to." The woman slowly rubbed the medicinal oil and suddenly apologized.

Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, then, "It's nothing, I already said it. It's just my special physique. What apologies are needed." Though he said this, his heart was singing with joy:

It's okay, okay! It would be best to come a few more times!

Mr. Lu, what are you looking at

It wasn't until the woman's soft voice, gentle and measured, rose up that Lu Mingchu finally came to himself, his eyes widening in realization. "Ah" Half a second later:

"You are so beautiful." he had already forgotten the time of his childhood with the child.The handwriting was very childish, and at the time I didn't even know all the Chinese characters. Some words were replaced with phone...