Jiang Yanzhou's hands were quick on the boat, and he said to her, "Your brother mistook a piece of wood for me last night and chatted with it tirelessly for half an hour. When he didn't get a response, he kicked it and yelped in pain, only to realize it was wood."
Lu Mingyu glared at him. "It's because you usually act like a block of wood. When it's dark out and you're standing next to the wood, I can't even tell who's who!"
One is a fool.
One is a block of wood.
Lu Yang couldn't help but laugh out loud. She finally understood why some people shipped her brother and Jiang Yanzhou as a couple. They were just two childish people.
Jiang Yanzhou's mouth lifted into a lazy smile, and Lu Yang felt his gaze on her. She tilted her chin slightly, seeing the way he was smiling at her, and then, without warning, her heart skipped a beat.
