Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
After he was done, he hung the undergarment on the balcony to dry.
When Luosang walked into the common area, Yan Su looked at her and said, “I think I saw Mr. Nian washing your underwear and hanging it… on the balcony?”
Luosang blushed and said, “Don’t mention it, I’m embarrassed.”
Yan Su’s half-chewed bread fell out of her mouth. “You’re embarrassed by that? Gee.”
“I stained it,” Luosang said quietly.
“Enough, enough.” Yan Su raised her hands in defeat. “He doesn’t even mind washing your dirty undergarments. You’re obviously just showing off your boyfriend.”
Luosang felt helpless.
Yan Su said sadly, “Why do I get the feeling that you guys are not having a fight but showing me a display of your affection? You’ve done it, I am comparing my relationship to yours now. My boyfriend has never washed my clothes for me before, don’t even speak about dirtied undergarments. Sangsang, should I break up with my boyfriend?”
Luosang was shocked. She didn’t expect Yan Su to be this affected. “Don’t. You’re in Xia City to chase after your dreams because of him, your dream of becoming a singer.”
Yan Su sighed. “Don’t make things difficult for him any longer. I say just patch things up with him. So what if he has an ex-girlfriend? I don’t think he ever washed her undergarments.”
Luosang was touched after thinking about what Yan Su said. She might not even wash his undergarments so willingly as he did. She didn’t need to be so picky with him. As he said, his ex-girlfriend was a thing of the past.
When Nian Junting emerged from the balcony, she looked at him gently. “Eat some breakfast. You still need to get to work.”
Nian Junting was stunned. “Luoluo, you aren’t mad at me anymore?”
“Don’t post random things on the internet anymore,” Luosang said in a hushed voice. “You have to filter what you want to say on social media.”
“You’re forgiving me so easily?’ Nian Junting scratched his head in disbelief. Weren’t you going to take a drastic stance on this matter? I can’t believe you’re going to forgive me after one night, Nian Junting thought to himself. He had been prepared to fight long and hard to win her affection back.
“So, you think it’s too short?” Luosang shot him a glare.
“Nope, I know how much you love me. You can’t bear to watch me suffer.” Nian Junting gave her a wide smile. Nian Xi knows nothing, he thought.
Luosang sighed. She could guess what he was thinking, but she couldn’t be bothered to correct him. “Oh right, I saw brother Xiao commenting on your post yesterday. He has reception there now?”
“Yeah, he is on his way back. He’ll probably arrive in another two to three days,” Nian Junting replied as he ate his porridge. “I’ll go get him at the airport then and arrange for Ji Chuan to be admitted to the hospital. I’ll be really busy then and might not be able to come to see you.”
“Let me know when you’re done, then I’ll go visit him, too. He’s a good friend of yours after all,” Luosang said. “I’m curious about him, too.”
“What are you curious about?” Nian Junting sounded displeased. “I have everything that he has and much more. Are you unable to resist the temptation of a uniform? I’ve worn the military uniform for you before, haven’t I?”
“Pft, pft.” Yan Su choked on the porridge she was eating. “I’m sorry, I’m still sitting here, guys. Well, I guess I didn’t expect you guys to be so wild in the bedroom. Role-playing, huh?”
Luosang felt knots in her stomach again. There was no way to get him to speak less.
