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"Wan'en Jie… Wan'en Jie, don't misunderstand! I didn't mean it just now, I didn't know you were taking a shower!" Su Hao looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, explaining in a panic.
"Didn't know? My shower was so loud, how could you not hear it? You did it on purpose, you big pervert!" Wan'en pointed at Su Hao, trembling with anger.
"The soundproofing in the house is too good, I really couldn't hear you showering, and you can't blame me entirely for this, why didn't you lock the door when you showered?" Su Hao said with an innocent look.
He hadn't expected to coincidentally run into Wan'en showering while going to the bathroom, but he had to admit, her figure was still top-notch.
Recalling the scene he had just witnessed, Su Hao's lips couldn't help but curl into a slight smile.
"You! You mean it's all my fault?" Wan'en roared.
"Alright, stop arguing, you're both grown-ups." Aunt Meijing, who had returned with a plate of fruit, heard their conversation and said softly: "Wan'en, Su Hao just got back, he really didn't know you were showering. Calm down and go put on your clothes first."
"Mom! You always take his side!" Hearing Aunt Meijing's words, Wan'en glared fiercely at Su Hao and stormed back into the bathroom.
Before closing the door, she pointed at Su Hao, then made a gesture of digging out eyes.
The meaning was clear: if you dare to peek again, I'll dig out your eyes!
"Xiao Hao, Wan'en didn't touch your wound just now, did she?" Aunt Meijing took two steps forward, looking worriedly at Su Hao's arm.
"No." Su Hao shook his head, his expression becoming a little helpless.
Aunt Meijing is indeed very gentle, and she's too good to me, isn't she? How can I bring myself to make a move on her like this?
"That's good, let's go back to the sofa and eat some fruit first." Wan'en held the tray with one hand and helped Su Hao back to the sofa with the other.
Seeing this, Peilin quickly stepped forward and took the fruit tray.
"Peilin, you too, why didn't you tell Xiao Hao that Wan'en was showering?" Meijing complained, looking at Peilin.
"Mom, I didn't know sister was showering either." Peilin pouted, saying aggrievedly.
"Alright, that's all in the past now." Su Hao waved his hand, leaning back comfortably on the sofa: "Auntie, are there only four of us at home today?"
He remembered that Auntie Meijing should have another son. As for her husband, in the Korean Comics "Boarding Diary," which has over a hundred chapters, Auntie Meijing's husband doesn't even appear in a single panel. A dog on the street has more screen time than him.
Su Hao seriously suspected that the comic's author didn't even know what Auntie Meijing's husband looked like, just like he didn't know what he was going to write in the next chapter when he was writing this one.
"That's right, it's just the four of us today. Ah Rong had something to do and couldn't come back," Auntie Meijing said softly.
"Hmph, what could he possibly have to do? He's probably just out chasing girls!" Peilin pouted in dissatisfaction, then, remembering Liu Xiaoran whom she saw in the infirmary today, she looked at Su Hao with a worried expression.
"Brother Su Hao, you can't be like Brother Ah Rong and flirt with girls outside!"
"Don't… don't worry, I won't," Su Hao scratched the corner of his eye, his gaze flickering.
"You can't put it that way. Xiao Hao has grown up now, and if he meets a girl he likes, he should naturally pursue her."
"Mom! You don't know, today in the infirmary…" Seeing that Auntie Meijing seemed to be encouraging Su Hao to date, Peilin immediately became anxious and leaned over to whisper in Auntie Meijing's ear.
"Something like that happened? Is the girl pretty?" Hearing Peilin's little report, Auntie Meijing looked at Su Hao in surprise.
"Very pretty! And I… when I saw them, I also smelled a very strange scent. Mom, do you know what that smell was?" Peilin asked curiously.
"Uh… that… it might be a floral scent. The scent of stonecrop flowers is that kind of unique smell," Auntie Meijing said softly, her face slightly red.
At the same time, she grew even more surprised. She hadn't expected Su Hao and the pink-haired girl to be so intimate, to the point where they could produce the scent of stonecrop flowers.
If that's the case, can I still ask Su Hao for the favor I originally intended to ask him?
Auntie Meijing frowned, lost in thought.
Su Hao, sitting nearby, watched the scene of the two beautiful woman and beauty, one big and one small, whispering, and felt an itch in his heart. Just as he was about to interject, the bathroom door suddenly opened.
Wan'en came out, fully dressed and with a cold expression.
"Mom, it's getting late, shouldn't we eat?"
"Huh?" Auntie Meijing was stunned for a moment: "It's only five o'clock."
"Eat early, so we can send someone on his way!" Wan'en said, looking at Su Hao indifferently, as if she were looking at a dead man.
"Sister, why are you being so harsh on Brother Su Hao? So what if he saw you showering? We've lived together for so many years, we're already like siblings. What's the big deal about seeing it?" Peilin stood in front of Su Hao, trying her best to defend him.
"What's the big deal about seeing it? You say that so lightly! If he saw you showering…" Wan'en glared at Peilin, fuming with anger.
"Then I definitely wouldn't be angry. Let alone seeing me shower, even… even if Brother Su Hao pounced on me like… like a big bad wolf, I wouldn't care!" Peilin said loudly, her face flushed.
At these words, all was silent.
Su Hao rubbed his forehead helplessly. Little sister, even if you really think that, you don't have to say it out loud, do you?
"Peilin! What are you saying?" Auntie Meijing reached out and grabbed Peilin's arm, scolding her softly: "Xiao Hao is your brother!"
"Mom, I… I was just making an analogy," Peilin stole a glance at Su Hao, then muttered to herself: "Besides, Brother Su Hao and I aren't blood-related, so even if we get married in the future, it would be perfectly reasonable."
"You… you come with me to the kitchen to cook! Don't talk nonsense here!" Auntie Meijing pulled Peilin's hand and turned to walk into the kitchen.
Su Hao watched their retreating figures, reaching out his hand as if to stop them, but then saw Wan'en had already walked over and sat beside him, staring intently at him.
"Wan… Wan'en Jie, about the shower just now, I really didn't do it on purpose." Su Hao felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles under Wan'en's gaze, and spoke with a nervous expression.
"No one will think you're. mute if you don't speak!" Wan'en glared at Su Hao, gnashing her teeth.
"Okay, okay, I won't speak, I won't speak." Su Hao waved his hand, declaring his surrender.
Wan'en looked at Su Hao's bandaged right arm, and her expression softened involuntarily.
"Does… does your arm hurt?"
"Huh? No, it doesn't hurt at all." Su Hao was flattered to hear Wan'en's concern.
He said, and was about to move his arm again, but Wan'en grabbed it.
"Idiot, don't move around when you're injured!"
"Oh, okay." Su Hao blinked, staring unmoving at Wan'en.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" Wan'en's face flushed slightly, and her tone softened.
"Uh… you're exposed." Su Hao pointed at Wan'en's chest.
Because she was pressing on Su Hao's arm, she was currently leaning forward, and her clothes happened to be quite loose, so the surging waves on her chest naturally couldn't be concealed.
"Ah! Su Hao, you pervert!" Following Su Hao's gaze to her chest, Wan'en's face instantly turned crimson.
A scream echoed through the room once more.