Steam was still wafting from the bathroom, signifying the lingering warmth of the hot water.
With a wry smile, Lu Huan retreated to the bedroom, leaving Yu Baihan to venture downstairs in an attempt to stay composed.
In the lower floor’s domain, Uncle Feng was engaged in guiding a few servants, instructing them not to ascend to the second floor.
As he noticed Yu Baihan’s descent, Uncle Feng’s expression shifted to one of surprise. “Master Baihan, is there something you require?”
Yu Baihan extended his hand, his voice steady. “Uncle Feng, gloves.”
Lu Huan had returned to his esteemed Mr. Lu status.
Mr. Lu wouldn’t be on hand to assist him in his bath and shampoo endeavors. The task was now his sole responsibility.
Uncle Feng hesitated, his hand hovering near his pocket as he wrestled with a flurry of conflicting thoughts. He seemed wary of unintentionally intruding on his employer’s personal affairs. “Do you still need gloves, Master Baihan?”
Yu Baihan could easily read the apprehensions written on Uncle Feng’s face:
Well, you observant butler, your musings are quite intricate!
Since the bathwater had been drained upstairs, Yu Baihan decided to offer a gentle nudge. “Lu Huan requires them.”
Caught in a state of unsureness, Uncle Feng momentarily didn’t know which way to turn. With an air of uncertainty, he ultimately surrendered the gloves to Yu Baihan.
…
Clad in the provided gloves, Yu Baihan completed his shower without incident.
The clothes he’d changed out of were unceremoniously cast into the laundry basket, and among them was Lu Huan’s shirt.
Exiting the bathroom, the glow of his phone screen greeted him on the sofa.
[Qi Jue]: [Where are you?] [Where are you?] [Where are you?]
Yu Baihan, “…”
Almost forgot his entry into the group.
He snatched his phone and went on a quest to locate Lu Huan. Yet, upon reaching Lu Huan’s bedroom, it appeared vacant. With a shrug, Yu Baihan redirected his steps toward the study.
The study’s door was slightly ajar, granting him entrance.
“Lu Huan,” Yu Baihan called, though no response ensued.
He gave the door a gentle push, revealing a room abuzz with disorganized documents.
This study was quite extensive, lined wall to wall with towering bookcases. An inconspicuous gap punctuated the right wall, possibly a concealed door. On the left, a Tang Blade rested upon a table.
Yu Baihan had an unexplainable attraction to weapons, regardless of their form.
He couldn’t resist closing the distance and examining the blade.
Its sheath was simple yet imposing, radiating an icy, cutting gleam. It conveyed a sense of chilliness amid its solemnity.
While lost in his contemplation, Lu Huan’s voice echoed from the entrance, “Who gave you permission to enter?”
Yu Baihan swiveled around, locking eyes with Lu Huan, stationed at the entrance.
It seemed Lu Huan had just concluded a workout; his damp hair clung to his forehead, and moisture adorned his cotton T-shirt.
Beneath his damp hair, his frigid, piercing gaze settled on Yu Baihan.
“You were nowhere to be found,” Yu Baihan said, his gaze momentarily drifting back to the Tang Blade as he added, “This blade is quite the looker.”
“Exorcising blade.”
Lu Huan’s response was nonchalant. His eyes roved around the room before finally shifting toward Yu Baihan. “What’s the matter?”
Yu Baihan fetched his phone and held it up, displaying it for Lu Huan. “Qi Jue added me to a group. What kind of group is this? Could it be a pyramid scheme? Should I join?”
Lu Huan stared at the screen in silence for five or six seconds, leaving Yu Baihan slightly uneasy. “Is it a pyramid scheme?”
“No,” Lu Huan replied, rubbing his temples. “It’s a friend group.”
“Are you in it too?”
“Was.”
Yu Baihan was on the brink of questioning why Lu Huan had left, when his eyes fell on the group name, and enlightenment washed over him. He re-clicked the group invitation link, “So, should I join?”
Having just finished his shower, he was dressed in snug pajamas. The attire left a strip of neck exposed, the inky hair falling artfully.
For a couple of seconds, Lu Huan’s lips pressed together as he mulled over his thoughts. He then answered, “It’s up to you.”
“Alright, I’ll do it later.”
Yu Baihan exited the study while voicing his thoughts, and Lu Huan pivoted to follow suit.
Upon reaching the doorway, Yu Baihan glanced over his shoulder once more. “Is there no surveillance in your study?”
He halted abruptly, meeting Lu Huan’s gaze. A slow contemplation ruminated within his eyes before he responded, “No.”
Yu Baihan’s brows furrowed slightly. “No surveillance?”
A sizable study couldn’t accommodate a security camera???
He earnestly proposed, “Why not consider setting up a few?”
In the original narrative, “Si Baihan” covertly filched significant documents from Lu Huan.
Though he had no intention of pursuing a narrative that favored him while harming others, what if the Si family dispatched someone to carry out such a theft?
“Perhaps you should also include infrared sensors and alarms,” Yu Baihan suggested with his fingers, addressing Lu Huan, “That way, we can deter any potential spies sneaking in.”
Lu Huan, “…”
He focused on the individual before him, who seemed to embody the most conspicuous “spy-like” aura.
Yu Bai shifted his gaze after tallying, inquiring, “Do you remember?”
Lu Huan mouthed a response, “Yes.”
Yu Baihan relinquished a good portion of his concern, turned away, and began his descent down the stairs with the intention of retrieving his glass of milk.
Observing his retreat, Lu Huan questioned, “Where are you off to now?”
“I’m getting some milk. It’s good for growth.” Yu Baihan proceeded to the staircase and twisted his head to survey Lu Huan. “Were you working out just now?”
“There’s a gym upstairs.”
Lu Huan’s year-round commitment to exercise kept him in admirable shape, muscular yet not overly so—quite reminiscent of a professional model’s physique. Even post-workout, a hint of sweat clung to his collarbone, slightly tingling his complexion.
Yu Baihan’s gaze lingered there for a moment, pondering…
“Would Coach Lu entertain the idea of taking me to the gym?”
Monikers were changing rapidly.
Lu Huan’s eyelid twitched, and a wry smile crept onto his lips. “Dr. Lu’s reputation is already ruined. Please grant Coach Lu a way to escape.”
“…” Yu Baihan shyly said, “Oh.”
“If you’re interested in exercising, I’ll arrange for someone to accompany you tomorrow.”
With that, Lu Huan pivoted and reentered the bedroom, firmly shutting the door.
———
The next day, prior to their departure, Lu Huan arranged for Fan Lin to take Yu Baihan to their side for a practice session.
By “their side,” Lu Huan meant the residence of their trusted bodyguards. In order to maintain their fitness, both the indoor and outdoor areas of the residence were equipped with gym facilities.
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He couldn’t fathom what the young master might have done to incur Mr. Lu’s ire. Could it be connected to his support for the Si family during yesterday’s project discussion?
“Qin Lun.”
Stopping at the edge of the field, Fan Lin hailed a tall man with a close-cropped haircut from within, “This is Master Baihan. He’s here for exercise. Please take care of him.”
Qin Lun, the man summoned, approached with a distinct arch of his brow and said, “Alright.”
After imparting his instructions, Fan Lin departed, needing to accompany Lu Huan to the company.
Thus, only Yu Baihan and Qin Lun remained outside the sports field.
Assessing Qin Lun’s stature, which towered above his own, Yu Baihan’s dark eyes glinted with enthusiasm as he inquired, “What kind of routines do you normally follow? It’d be great to have some references.”
Qin Lun responded, “Boxing, MMA, Taekwondo.”
Yu Baihan’s eyebrows twitched, “…”
He murmured, “Your repertoire goes by the moniker ‘No Survival,’ right?”
Qin Lun’s chuckle held a trace of astonishment, as if taken aback by his response, before he turned around and beckoned, “Follow me.”
Ultimately, they made their way to the gym within the villa.
Under Qin Lun’s guidance, Yu Baihan engaged in exercises and conversation with the others. “Given that you’re Lu Huan’s close confidants and bodyguards, why aren’t you accompanying him to the company?”
Qin Lun supported the nape of his neck, explaining, “The company is already staffed with security personnel. They only dispatch us on Mr. Lu’s business trips or for specific tasks.”
“Don’t you accompany him daily alongside Fan Lin?”
“Brother Fan is a top student from Beijing University’s Finance Department, and he’s involved in business negotiations with Mr. Lu. As for me, I work in IT, dealing with remote conflicts from home.” Qin Lun tipped his chin once again, indicating, “Sir, please bend your knees.”
Complying, Yu Baihan bent his legs, responding with an affirming, “Alright.”
…
Yu Baihan holds a distinctive position and is still officially addressed as “Mrs. Lu.”
—The tidings of “Mrs. Lu” engaging in a workout session in their gym has truly set off a wave of astonishment.
Throughout the morning, the acquaintances who were present at the Lu residence gathered to witness this sight.
Yu Baihan, without any qualms, received anyone who approached him, engaging in casual conversations.
Similar to Fan Lin, the associates of Lu Huan barely treated this “young master of the Si family” as the Lu family’s second master. Coincidentally, Yu Baihan did not carry himself with such air either. This mutual understanding resulted in a surprisingly harmonious coexistence.
Just one morning was enough for Yu Baihan to acclimate himself to this group.
So much so that when Uncle Feng came to summon Yu Baihan back to the main house for lunch, he discovered Yu Baihan sitting outdoors near the training area, sharing a meal with a bunch of associates. With crossed legs, he was relishing his lunch box of rice noodles.
Yu Baihan waved a dismissive hand. “No need, I’ll have lunch with my brothers.”
Qin Lun and his comrades exchanged camaraderie-laden glances.
The moment Uncle Feng caught the word “brothers,” his pupils quivered with a mix of disbelief and surprise.
———
With some free time at hand, Yu Baihan decided to address Qi Jue’s messages.
Taking out his smartphone, he entered the group chat and immediately entered the [Hardware Wholesale Market].
Yu Baihan clicked on the list of group members, revealing four names:
Qi First Hardware, Wen Second Hardware, Yang Third Hardware, and Sun Fourth Hardware.He raised an eyebrow, bewildered by the assortment of names.
What on earth was this?
If he were on the subway, a bewildered elderly man would glance at his phone, equally puzzled.
Simultaneously, Qi Jue, who was still active in the group, urged him to update his nickname to “Si Fifth Hardware.”
Yu Baihan paused for a moment, then decisively left the group chat.
It suddenly made sense why even Lu Huan had exited the group.
He couldn’t quite fathom Lu Huan having a moniker like: [Lu Hardware].
Qi Jue swiftly reached out to him via private message.
[Qi Jue]: What should I do, What should I do! You were suddenly unreachable last night, didn’t respond to the messages, and now you’ve left the group today! [pounding table emoticon]
Yu Baihan skillfully employed Lu Huan as a buffer.
[Yu Baihan]: I was with Lu Huan last night.
[Qi Jue]: Oh, oh, oh… that’s probably why. [ yellow-faced emoticon ]
Yu Baihan continued typing on his cellphone: I haven’t rejoined the group; it’s a bit crowded, and I’m slightly apprehensive.
Coincidentally, Qin Lun was offering him water, inadvertently glimpsing his message, “…”
Yu Baihan turned his head to receive the water and added the remaining part of his sentence: “Sorry for not explaining properly.”
After a minute, Qi Jue responded.
[Qi Jue]: It’s fine, they all get it. They even mentioned that you and Brother Lu’s synchronized movements are on point. You two really do act like a married couple! [Love] [Rose] [Thumbs Up]
Yu Baihan, “…”
[Qi Jue]: I won’t bother you any longer. I’m taking a lunch break now. Enjoy your time with Brother Lu~
[Yu Baihan]: I didn’t go to the company, I worked out at home. [picture]
He promptly snapped a photo of himself, seated with his buddies around him while eating. They must have realized he was taking a picture, as a few of them even threw up a “peace” sign toward the camera.
A couple of seconds after the photo was sent, Qi Jue was utterly astonished!
[Qi Jue]: Lu Huan went to work alone and left you amidst a bunch of guys like this!? [This kitty has never heard something so outrageous.jpg]
[Yu Baihan]: It’s alright, we’re all close friends.
[Qi Jue]: …
On the other end of the conversation, Qi Jue was once again completely flabbergasted.
He remained silent, gazing at the ceiling for a moment. Suddenly, a snippet of a small advertisement he had seen on social media came to mind. Involuntarily, he projected Lu Huan’s expression onto it:
‘Boss Lu, Madam, has been dispatched for practice in three days!’
‘Did I hear it wrong? ‘
‘No, he’s about to seek your buddies’ help. ‘
‘……’
Qi Jue felt a rush of excitement throughout his body and immediately messaged Lu Huan.
[Qi Jue]: Brother Lu, where’s your better half?
[Lu Huan]: What’s going on?
[Qi Jue]: Working out? [hehe.jpg]
Lu Huan:?
Lu Huan furrowed his brows.
Just at that moment, Fan Lin arrived with a project report. Lu Huan put his phone in silent mode to suppress his suspicions.
———
Unbeknownst to Yu Baihan, Qi Jue had informed Lu Huan.
After lunch, he took a short break and then took advantage of the sunny afternoon to leisurely stroll along the open field.
In the middle of the field, a few of his buddies were engaging in mock fights and wrestling matches.
Yu Baihan sunbathed, occasionally catching the muted sounds of “boom” and “boom,” which made him realize that Qin Lun likely wasn’t joking earlier.
Qin Lun’s task was to accompany him, and now he was trailing behind at a leisurely pace.
Perhaps because of their relaxed interaction, Qin Lun was even browsing his phone as he followed.
Yu Baihan turned to him, asking, “Getting bored?”
Qin Lun glanced up from his phone. “Nah.”
Yu Baihan contemplated, “You’re a computer student, are you good at playing games?”
“There’s no direct correlation.” Qin Lun paused. “But I’m pretty skilled at it.”
“Alright then, let’s play a game.”
“？”
There was a computer room on the villa’s second floor, which was where Qin Lun often worked.
The computer hardware in this room was top-of-the-line, hosting the most advanced models available. Three computers occupied the desk, with six monitors suspended above them.
When not remotely engaging with adversaries, the setup was ideal for gaming.
Just like the present moment.
Yu Baihan chose an online game, quickly registered an account, and, under Qin Lun’s guidance, delved into it.
The superior computers lent themselves to an outstanding gaming experience—excellent graphics and seamless network connectivity. Yu Baihan became completely engrossed, even forming a team with Qin Lun.
Once the game began, everything else faded away.
With headphones on, the two of them ventured deep into the virtual world, where time seemed to blur and the passage of the sun and moon became distant concerns.
……
At around six in the evening, Lu Huan arrived back home.
Coinciding with dinnertime, he entered the living room as usual, only to encounter an indescribable expression on Uncle Feng’s face.
“What’s the matter?” he inquired.
Uncle Feng seemed unsure of how to proceed.
Lu Huan didn’t wait for an explanation. He simply walked into the dining room. To his surprise, the dining area was empty. He directed, “Summon him for dinner.”
“… Master Baihan hasn’t returned yet.”
Lu Huan’s brows were subtly furrowed.
Under Lu Huan’s observant gaze, Uncle Feng began cautiously, “He’s still ‘over there’. I contacted him about half an hour ago, and the young master’s response was…”
Lu Huan, unable to fathom the hesitation in Uncle Feng’s words, questioned with a serious tone, “What exactly did he say?”
Recalling the exact tone and words Yu Baihan had used, Uncle Feng replied, “Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry…”
Lu Huan, “…”
—
As the clock ticked past six o’clock, the sky darkened, casting a somber atmosphere.
Lu Huan’s form emerged outside the training area, and all the companions within the vicinity snapped to attention, rising from their positions with suddenness. “Mr. Lu!”
Fan Lin’s expression was a mixture of astonishment and anxiety as he inquired, “What are your orders, sir?”
In Fan Lin’s memory, this marked Lu Huan’s initial visit to their training grounds.
Lu Huan’s response was calm and composed. “Who did you assign to supervise him?”
It took Fan Lin a couple of seconds to fully register the question. A nearby comrade swallowed hard and discreetly informed him, “Brother Fan, he’s in the computer room.”
“……”
A few minutes later, a cluster of figures materialized outside the door to the computer room.
Just as the door unexpectedly swung open, Lu Huan was met with the sight of Yu Baihan, deeply engrossed in a fervent video game session, his concentration so complete that he failed to recognize the new arrivals.
With earphones still secured, Yu Baihan was urgently communicating with Qin Lun, his voice a flurry of excitement. “Quick, quick, quick…”
It was a flawless replica of Uncle Feng’s imitation.
Fan Lin was on the verge of entering the room.
However, Qin Lun’s attentiveness was remarkably sharp. Despite the earphones muting the outside world, he promptly sensed the sudden shift in the ambient mood. Swiftly discarding the earphones, he sprang up and pivoted around, directly facing the presence of Lu Huan at the doorway.
Lu Huan was dressed in a shirt and trousers, his countenance tanned and impenetrable. Standing nonchalantly, his erect posture bore the aura of a commanding figure.
Qin Lun’s breathing became more controlled as he respectfully addressed, “Sir.”
In the meantime, from the corner of his eye, Yu Baihan registered Qin Lun rising and removing his earphones. Consequently, he couldn’t fathom why Qin Lun was acting this way. “What’s going on…”
In the very next moment, an eerie hush seemed to engulf the computer room.
Yu Baihan swivelled his head to face a pair of eyes that, by all accounts, he had never seen this piercingly intense before: …
Boom.
The cooperative game they were in had been suspended, and others were already addressing the issue.
As the in-game character succumbed, the denouement animation materialized on the screen—a lively depiction of a group of characters partaking in a square dance.
Lu Huan contemplated the animated characters partaking in their lively dance.
Inexplicably, a message from Qi Jue sprang to mind.
Lu Huan couldn’t help but chuckle, an amused expression spreading across his face. “Working Out? Hehe.”
Yu Baihan, “…”
Oh well.
———
Lu Huan personally carried Yu Baihan out of the room.
Before departing, Lu Huan cast a fleeting glance at Qin Lun. Anxious that Qin Lun might have incurred any harm, Yu Baihan swiftly reassured him, “I just gave him a little scare.”
Lu Huan regarded Yu Baihan silently, allowing the words to linger unspoken.
Qin Lun appeared on the brink of saying something but seemed to reconsider, ultimately holding his peace.
The contrast between Lu Huan and Yu Baihan was stark—before Lu Huan, neither dared to act casual.
With Yu Baihan securely cradled in his arms, Lu Huan swiftly left the villa premises.
As they crossed the threshold, Yu Baihan directed his gaze toward Lu Huan.
Under the shroud of the moonless night, the contour of Lu Huan’s jawline appeared strikingly defined. One of Lu Huan’s hands rested on Yu Baihan’s nape, his middle and ring fingers covertly tracing beneath the collar, applying gentle pressure to the expanse of Yu Baihan’s neck.
This subtle force compelled Yu Baihan to follow along, creating the sensation that he was being borne away on air.
Walking almost weightlessly, Yu Baihan mused, Lu Huan’s strength tonight… How exhilarating.
On the periphery, a cluster of loyal comrades anxiously awaited, and upon witnessing Yu Baihan’s departure under Mr. Lu’s escort, they hastened to intervene.
“Sir, Master Baihan underwent extensive exercise today.”
“He might not have had his fill of lunch.”
“The afternoon sun was rather intense, and he sought some respite indoors.”
These familiar faces brimmed with genuine concern, embodying the essence of old friends and staunch companions.
Lu Huan turned to look at Yu Baihan:?
Yu Baihan: … OuO
Lu Huan was on the brink of laughing out of exasperation. A wry smile edged his lips as he inquired, “You’re finding things to your liking here?”
Yu Baihan’s countenance was sheepish. “When one lives harmoniously, life becomes enjoyable.”
Indeed, it hinged on the camaraderie among brothers.
Lu Huan’s lips curled into a sardonic smile as he carried Yu Baihan back to the main residence.
Upon reentering the dining room, the food on the table had been reheated once more.
Seated at the head of the table, Lu Huan consumed his meal in silence while Yu Baihan sipped at the soup, his thoughts in a whirl:
Lu Huan was engrossed in his silence, as though their love had never existed.
Yet, he had done nothing wrong.
What was amiss with playing games? It wasn’t as if he had sneaked out under the pretext of “exercising.”
He had dedicated himself to rigorous workouts; was it not justifiable to reward himself with a little leisure?
Setting his bowl aside after ruminating, Yu Baihan addressed Lu Huan with a solemn tone, “Lu Huan.”
Lu Huan’s gaze remained fixed, and his response was a subdued “yes.”
Yu Baihan continued, “I’m already 18, and even if I were to play continuously for 24 hours, it’s a reasonable thing.”
“When you’re having fun, you’re forgoing meals, even having someone reheat your dishes for the second time?”
The retort left him momentarily dumbfounded.
Quick to rectify the situation, Yu Baihan apologized, “I’m sorry for causing any inconvenience to the household.”
Lu Huan’s voice held an undertone of admonishment, “Furthermore, playing games for a continuous 24 hours might result in sudden death, so moderation is necessary.”
The gravity of the lesson settled upon Yu Baihan, who promptly voiced his compliance, “I’ll remember, Mr. Lu.”
A resounding sound echoed as Lu Huan set his chopsticks down onto the rim of his bowl, his gaze directed toward Yu Baihan.
In explanation, Yu Baihan ventured, “It’s an honorary title, not what you might be insinuating.”
The implication Lu Huan conjured.
A slight twitch of Lu Huan’s brow followed. “Si Baihan!”
Unbeknownst to them, Uncle Feng had silently retreated to the corridor.
Yu Baihan attempted to placate in a soothing tone, “Alright, I won’t bring it up again.”
…
Following dinner, Yu Baihan indulged in a refreshing shower before settling into bed with his phone in hand.
Qi Jue had reached out, inquiring if he was interested in attending a dinner party.
[Qi Jue]: Even though you left the group today, everyone still wishes to get to know you better. Will you join us for an outing? And if Brother Lu is available, bring him along too? [inquiring.jpg]
[Yu Baihan]: When is it?
[Qi Jue]: Three days from now.
Considering he had no pressing engagements, Yu Baihan agreed with a simple “OK.”
Afterward, he rose to find Lu Huan.
Inside the master bedroom, Lu Huan lounged on the bed, engrossed in a tablet and draped in a nightgown. A slender leg was bent elegantly, its taut muscles outlining a seamless curve.
Yu Baihan approached the bed, addressing him, “Boss Lu.”
At the mention of this title, Lu Huan anticipated that he was about to be subjected to Yu Baihan’s quirky antics once more, and so he said, “Out with it.”
“Alright, Mr. Lu.” Yu Baihan wore a solemn expression. “I’ll coordinate the schedule with Mr. Lu. Do you have any commitments three days from now?”
Lu Huan’s reaction seemed to falter for a moment, after which he lifted his gaze to meet Yu Baihan’s. “None.”
Yu Baihan took the cue that it was likely the weekend, sparing him from further probing. “Qi Jue invited me to a hardware wholesale party. Would you be willing to accompany me?”
A span of ten seconds followed in silence from the bed.
“You don’t need to attend…” Yu Baihan began hesitantly.
“Si Baihan.” Lu Huan’s interruption resonated with distinct authority. “Did you forget that three days from now marks your ‘return home‘ day?”
“What?” Yu Baihan’s response staggered.
Return home? What kind of home?
Could this absurd novel have concocted something like this!?
“Yes, you’re returning.” Lu Huan set aside his tablet, abruptly extinguishing its glow on his visage. The enigmatic expression within his deep eyes was baffling. “So, I plan to accompany you on a visit to the Si family.”
A brief pause ensued before Lu Huan’s lips twitched upward once more.
Swiftly, his gaze shifted from the previously sombre visage of Yu Baihan to one that was aghast. His tone took on a melodic note, sweeping away any remnants of his prior gravity. “Soon, you’ll be graced with a visit from your beloved family. Eager, aren’t you?”
Yu Baihan, “…”
Do I seem delighted to you? 🙂
Author’s notes:
Yu Baihan: Arrange for a Maybach, let’s make an entrance
【Mini Theater】
Lu Huan: Maintain control over everything, to avoid sudden disasters in the future.
Lu Huan: Exercise caution in all your actions, lest you fall into my trap…
Yu Baihan: No worries, won’t happen again!
Lu Huan: …
That misunderstanding tho 😂 did lu huan imagined something else when he heard the ‘hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry’? Lmaooo
Reading your comment, I should edit those into ”Faster, faster, faster, faster, faster” XD
Oh god yes 😂😂
Name Typo
Yu Bai shifted
This novel keeps getting hilarious! Loving the brothers/comrades sticking up for Yu Baihan 🤣
Thanks for the chapter 💞
The bros were so cute, trying to protect him and all ☺️
Ahh, I did good choosing this to read. My stomach aches from trying to hold in my laughter, and of course, the second hand embarrassment 😭