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Chu Chen’an was stunned, and he lowered his eyes to hide the shock, saying in a trembling voice, “Yes, yes.”

 

He felt that the bloo-d in his entire body was flowing backwards, Lan Xu’s smile creeped him out.

 

“Yes.” Lan Xu stood up straight and looked at his peach blossom-like eyes, “Especially the eyes.”

 

Chu Chen’an gave a dry laugh, his moist red lips curved down and he didn’t say anything.

 

Lan Xu’s eyes were gloomy even as he smiled, “Let’s go eat first.”

 

 

“Okay.”

 

……

 

After eating breakfast.

 

Chu Chen’an just got up, when Lan Xu warmly called out to him.

 

“Chen’an, teach me to draw.”

 

Lan Xu lazily propped up his chin with his hand, squinting with a smile.

 

Chu Chen’an startled, his heart was full of resistance, but he could only nod his head, “Okay ……”

 

 

Lan Xu stood up, intimately grabbing his shoulders, “Then we’ll go upstairs to paint.”

 

 

They sat down in front of the rooftop upstairs, and looking out, they could see a large area of light golden oil wheat fields, bathed in the bright morning sun.

 

Chu Chen’an picked up the brush, and the light shone down on him, outlining his delicate jawline and reflecting around his peach blossom-like eyes.

 

Lan Xu was stunned for a moment, he scooted his chair closer to Chu Chen’an, his broad hand wrapped around the back of his hand.

 

As he spoke, hot air poured behind Chu Chen’an’s ear, “Show me first.”

 

Chu Chen’an’s earlobes were hot, his heartbeat accelerated, then he dipped the paint and moved his brush.

 

Lan Xu used his other hand to support the other side of Chu Chen’an’s waist beside his body, with this posture, Chu Chen’an looked like he was tightly surrounded by Lan Xu, it was both intimate and ambiguous.

 

“Chen’an, next is to mix these two colours?”

 

Lan Xu and Chu Chen’an were so close that Chu Chen’an could feel him between his exhales.

 

 

His hand was being held by Lan Xu, so when he moved, Lan Xu’s hand would follow.

 

 

Chu Chen’an was nervous, he wanted Lan Xu to let go of his hand, but he didn’t dare to say anything, he hesitated for a long time before he made up his mind to speak.

 

 

His face was red as he whispered, “It’s not very good to draw with you holding my hand, why don’t you look at it first ……”

 

Lan Xu let go of Chu Chen’an’s hand, and he gently grabbed the paintbrush in Chu Chen’an’s hand.

 

Lan Xu said sweetly. “Then hold my hand and draw.”

 

His hand was held up in front of Chu Chen’an’s eyes, as if he had been waiting for those words.

 

Chu Chen’an looked at his smiling face, then he suddenly remembered the scene of Lan Xu carrying someone and smashing them against the wall last night, and winced, he didn’t dare to refuse anymore.

 

He hesitated for a few seconds, then carefully placed his white tender hand on the back of Lan Xu’s hand. The back of Lan Xu’s hand was very large, Chu Chen’an only managed to barely hold it, he simply couldn’t hold it all.

 

Chu Chen’an could only resign himself to the fact that he was holding Lan Xu’s hand like this and drew a picture of an oiled wheat field.

 

“Chen’an, your drawing is really beautiful.” Lan Xu’s voice was very nice, low, husky and seductive, with a faint sigh in his tone.

 

Chu Chen’an’s earlobes reddened, he quickly let go of Lan Xu’s hand; his palms were already hot and sweaty.

 

 

Lan Xu took out a handkerchief and grabbed his hand, slowly and methodically drying the sweat on his palm, “I see your face doesn’t look too good, didn’t you sleep well last night?”

 

Chu Chen’an retracted his hand, “No, I slept quite well.”

 

Lan Xu withdrew his handkerchief, “It was a dream about my brother, right?”

 

Chu Chen’an’s heart thumped, startled at Lan Xu’s sudden and nonsensical question.

 

“What?” Chu Chen’an’s eyes trembled.

 

Lan Xu sealed the painting carefully: “We have always had the custom of dream entrustment; my brother’s stone is at home, so you might accidentally dream of him.”

 

Chu Chen’an froze, then he blinked a few times, and shook his head again.

 

 

“No, I didn’t dream of him.”

 

He had a high level of vigilance, so he knew he couldn’t admit that Lan Huai had come to him last night.

 

Lan Xu watched his cute movements and his smile deepened, “I’ve stewed snow pear soup for you, let’s go drink it?”

 

“Okay.” Being able to leave the rooftop couldn’t be better, he quickly stood up and followed Lan Xu to the downstairs.

 

After washing his hands, Lan Xu gave Chu Chen’an a bowl, “Be careful, it’s hot.”

 

Chu Chen’an nodded, he took a spoon and scooped it up, blowing on it before drinking it.

 

The soup tasted sweet and not greasy, the flavour was very good, but Lan Xu’s burning gaze made his scalp feel numb, he just wanted to drink it quickly and leave here.

 

He had just finished a bowl when He Xuesheng’s loud and clear shout came from the doorway, “Chen’an, we’re going to paint together!”

 

In Chu Chen’an’s opinion, He Xuesheng’s arrival was simply like timely rain. He put down his bowl and inclined his head to look at the doorway, only to see He Xuesheng carrying an easel and a large transparent water bottle.

 

“Alright, I’ll be right there.” Chu Chen’an said as he looked at the door.

 

He looked back at Lan Xu again, inexplicably a little abashed, and he said, “Then …… I’ll go sketching with He Xuesheng la.”

 

Lan Xu nodded faintly, the emotions in his eyes unknown, “Go.”

 

Chu Chen’an hurriedly got up and walked quickly to the door.

 

Suddenly, Lan Xu called out to him quietly, “Chen’an.”

 

Chu Chen’an’s footsteps stuttered and his heart stopped.

 

Lan Xu reminded him, “You haven’t taken your easel yet.”

 

Chu Chen’an didn’t return his head, he panickedly responded, “It’s fine, I’ll just share an easel with him.”

 

After saying that, he pulled on He Xuesheng’s sleeve and left.

 

……

 

Lan Xu looked at their departing backs and narrowed his eyes, the smile at the corner of his mouth dissipating.

 

He picked up the soup spoon in the bowl, the texture of the spoon was green and white ceramic tiles, the handle was slim, as long as five or six centimetres, and he gently tapped the bowl wall a few times.

 

Ding, ding, ding ……

 

Suddenly, the slender soup handle was pinched right off in Lan Xu’s hand, and a few drops of blo-od flowed downstream and dripped into the soup.

 

 

The clear soup was dotted with a few striking red points, followed by a slow halo.

 

Lan Xu slowly turned around, his turquoise eyes filled with gloom, “Brother, why did you come out today, you’re not afraid of scaring him?”

 

In the dimly lit hall, Lan Huai was sitting on the main chair in a dark purple outfit, his head lowered as he played with a paintbrush.

 

Although that face looked exactly like Lan Xu’s, his look and temperament were very different from Lan Xu’s.

 

“He’s my mate,” Lan Huai didn’t raise his head, his expression was gloomily cold as he reminded him in a cold voice, “And you haven’t married him yet.”

 

“It’ll happen sooner or later!” Lan Xu looked at his gloomy face and, unwilling to give in, he sweetly added, “You’re already dead, so he’ll definitely like me a little bit more.”

 

“Lan Xu,” Lan Huai’s face was expressionless as he warned him, “I’m perfectly capable of refusing to share.”

 

“No, the deal is already in effect.” Lan Xu smiled grimly, “That’s already a fact that can’t be changed.”

 

Lan Xu sat down at Lan Huai’s heels, his neckpiece emitting a few soft tones of silver bells as he added, “Brother, let me go first this time, I’ve been waiting for so long.”

 

Lan Huai put his paintbrush away and coldly cast a sidelong glance at him, no trace of agreement in his eyes.

 

Following that, he disappeared in front of Lan Xu’s eyes.

 

Lan Xu leaned his back against the chair and snorted coldly.

 

…….

 

He Xuesheng didn’t react and followed Chu Chen’an, not unwillingly. In his heart, he was wondering how the two of them should paint with one easel.

 

 

“What are you walking so fast for, Chen’an?” He Xuesheng was still carrying a heavy load and was a bit unable to keep up with the pace.

 

 

Only after putting some distance between Lan Xu’s house did Chu Chen’an let go of He Xuesheng, and he took the water bottle from him.

 

“What’s wrong with you?” He Xuesheng looked at Chu Chen’an’s slightly pale face. “Didn’t you sleep well?”

 

“It’s nothing.” Chu Chen’an carried the water bottle and walked beside him, secretly pondering.

 

“Let’s still go over to Stone Road today; there are more attractions over there.” He Xuesheng said.

 

“No, no,” Chu Chen’an said in a hurry, “let’s go somewhere else; it… is a bit hot there.”

 

 

Near the stone road was Lan Xu’s home, he just wanted to hurry and escape from here.

 

“Oh okay.” He Xuesheng nodded his head and followed Chu Chen’an around most of the fortress to a piece of high ground next to the stone road, which overlooked many fine and ancient house buildings.

 

 

“Come on,” He Xuesheng raised a paintbrush and left half the stool for him, the half less than ten centimetres wide.

 

 

He Xuesheng tilted his head to look at him, seemingly waiting for him to draw together.

 

Chu Chen’an squatted down, “You draw first, I’ll just watch you draw.”

 

“It’s fine, we’re both guys, but it’ll just be a bit cramped.” He Xuesheng handed him the paintbrush in his hand again.

 

“No no no, I’ll watch you draw.” Chu Chen’an waved his hand.

 

He came out just to avoid Lan Xu, besides, he had already painted one just now and didn’t have much energy to paint another one.

 

He Xuesheng had no choice but to nod and start painting by himself.

 

Chu Chen’an looked at the ancient and simple houses not far away and was lost in thought.

 

Suddenly, he saw a hint of that red dress in the corner of one of the house walls.

 

 

The red-skirted woman he had seen last time poked her head out, her waist-length hair fluttering with the wind, her gaze was panicked, and after looking around, she quickly ran into the path between the two houses on the east and west side.

 

 

The houses here were crisscrossed with many narrow and cramped paths.

 

 

[Ding~]

 

[Congratulations on activating the plot mini-quest]

 

 

【Follow up and find out the identity of the woman】.

 

【Reward Points: X500】

 

Chu Chen’an looked around twice and said to He Xuesheng, “I’m going to take a look at the house over there.”

 

 

“Okay.” He Xuesheng didn’t raise his head.

 

He walked quickly towards the pathway the woman ran into, hidden in the closely integrated houses.

 

“Wait!”

 

 

He caught up with the red-skirted woman, his hand lightly grabbing her arm, her face was clean and there were few injuries on her body, but the lock marks on her ankles were already bruised to the point of it turning purple.

 

He led her into a hidden corner.

 

The woman in the red dress had a panicked look on her face and struggled to run, “What …… are you doing!”

 

“Don’t be afraid, I’m not a bad person, I can help you.” Chu Chen’an let go of her and tried his best to explain.

 

 

The woman in the red dress calmed down a little, she trembled, “Really?”

 

 

 

Chu Chen’an nodded, “Well, where are you from ……”

 

 

Before he could finish, a rush of footsteps came from behind him.

 

Chu Chen’an turned around, and saw the foreign youth running not far away, seemingly the husband of the woman in the red dress, called Wu Yao.

 

Wu Yao angrily ran over, “Let her go.”

 

Before he could react, he saw that as soon as Wu Yao approached, powdery things came swooping in like fine insects.

 

The red-skirted woman shrieked in shock and blocked Chu Chen’an’s body, and soon she fainted on the ground, unconscious.

 

Chu Chen’an was startled and bent to assist her.

 

 

But the pungent odour of the worm-like powder was too pungent, and when he was slightly careless, the smell drilled into his nasal cavity as well.

 

 

What was this stuff ……

 

The soles of his feet weakened and he quickly collapsed.

 

 

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and in his drowsiness, he only saw a tall purple-clad figure blocking in front of the ferocious Wu Yao.

 

Was it Lan Xu?

 

 

Chu Chen’an closed his eyes feebly, he thought before he fainted.

 

……

 

He opened his eyes in a daze, his mind was still groggy as hell, he only felt weak and powerless all over, and in his fluttering and swaying line of sight, he saw Lan Xu.

 

 

NO.

 

 

Chu Chen’an used all his strength to see that person’s eyes.

 

 

That person’s eyes were cold and lifeless, it was Lan Huai.

 

He had unexpectedly returned to Lan Huai’s home.

 

“An’an,” Lan Huai called to him, removing his shirt on one side, “You’re sick.”

 

 

Chu Chen’an’s teary eyes looked towards him, his cheeks slightly reddening “…… What?”

 

The back of Lan Huai’s fingers lightly rubbed his cheeks and lightly touched his lips.

 

An icy cold touch followed.

 

Lan Huai’s gaze carried a shadowy invasiveness, and Chu Chen’an naturally knew what that meant.

 

As Lan Huai kissed his earlobe, a timely knock suddenly came from outside the room door.

 

 

Someone was coming.

 

 

Chu Chen’an’s consciousness was dazed, but he still sighed in relief.

 

But Lan Huai didn’t get up, he wasn’t affected in the slightest and continued kissing him.

 

The half-covered door of the room was opened, and Lan Xu knocked on the door two more times with great fervour.

 

Chu Chen’an lifted his eyes feebly to look at him.

 

Lan Xu narrowed his eyes with a smile and said to Chu Chen’an, whose eyes were moist and dazed, ”Chen’an, why are you here ah? I’ve been looking for you for a long time, shouldn’t we go home?”

 

Saying that, Lan Xu walked closer and sat on the edge of the bed and lightly caressed his cheek.

 


 

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