So elegant?
"Master Qing." Fu Jianzhou greeted respectfully.
Yang Qingqing raised an eyebrow slightly, giving Fu Jianzhou an up-and-down look: "You seem to be in good spirits."
"Yes, we're doing well." Fu Jianzhou smiled gently and nodded.
We?
Yang Qingqing seemed to catch the meaning, but said nothing, simply stepping up into the back compartment.
Du Yu blinked, looking up at the man: "You on doorman duty now?"
"Heh." Fu Jianzhou threw an arm around Du Yu's shoulders, locking him in a playful chokehold as they boarded the military craft.
"Hey! Trying to choke me out, huh?" Du Yu struggled, but couldn't pry his senior brother's arm off at all.
"You…" Du Yu was about to say something.
Fu Jianzhou smiled softly, his voice gentle: "Long time no see."
Du Yu: "Uh, long time no see."
"Fu Jianzhou" released his arm and sat down on one of the upright bench seats.
