For a time, only Lu Man and Chen Ziyu were left, and the atmosphere suddenly became so embarrassing.
Chen Ziyu stood up from the ground silently, patted his robe, and cast a questioning look at Lu Man.
"What's the matter?" A smile came up at the corner of his mouth, and he gently touched the top of her head, rubbing her hair into a ball.
As soon as his words fell, the teardrops from the corners of Lu Man's eyes could no longer contain her. She hugged Chen Ziyu's waist and buried her entire face in his arms.
Chen Tzuyu, who was originally smiling, realized that something was wrong. He gradually reduced the smile on his face and said solemnly: "What's the matter?"
Lu Man did not say a word, shook his head and said nothing.
Chen Tzuyu didn't force her, but just wrapped her around her and let her hold him, his hands patted her back again and again, silently comforting.
I don’t know if you have ever felt this way. She has been living under Chen Tzuyu’s aura all the time. The more he came, the louder and louder the discussion, the affirmation of him was like the denial of oneself.
She tried so hard to keep up with him, but in the end she found that she was still so weak. She couldn't help him with anything, but became a burden to him, which made her very frustrated!
"Husband." After a long while, she muttered, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
"What?" Chen Ziyu was slightly surprised.
"I said, is there anything I can help you?" The next second, Lu Man raised his head from his arms, his eyes full of determination.
Chen Tzuyu was only surprised for a second, and immediately understood that someone must have said something to him. He did not deny it, but just hugged Lu Man tighter: "You all know?"
Lu Man nodded, and Chen Ziyu sighed suddenly.
For a moment, neither of them spoke, and Chen Tzuyu fell into deep thought.
After a long while, he said: "Madam, you have to believe in being a husband, I am better than you think."
"I know." Lu Man nodded without hesitation. She had never doubted Chen Ziyu's ability. She just wanted to help him.
"Then do you lack a cleaning girl? The kind that serves you tea and water?"
As soon as the voice fell, Chen Tzuyu's mouth was fainted with a smile, he laughed, his chin resting on Lu Man's head, and said: "No shortage."
Lu Man curled his lips noncommittal, and heard Chen Ziyu continue to say: "This gentleman only lacks a wife, the kind who can warm the bed with few words."
"..." Lu Man glanced at him speechlessly before saying: "I'll be serious with you."
"I'm also serious."
"..."
Lu Man's heart suddenly rushed into her heart. She forced herself out of Chen Tzuyu's arms and walked out of the cave without saying a word, but she kept peeking at Chen Tzuyu's movements from the corner of her eyes. Very slippery.
Sure enough, seeing her angry, Chen Tzuyu raised her hand to surrender, and pulled her back, helplessly said: "In fact, it is not impossible for you to help my lord, but it will be very hard."
His hand fell to her ear, crisp and numb.
"My lord is reluctant to suffer for you."
Maybe his eyes were too hot, or maybe there was a trace of pleading between his words, and Lu Man could not say the next words willfully.