His lips curled into a cool, indifferent smile.
Third Brother must have seen that he was missing the times he had spent with Qingyue. If he hadn't been a useless person, Third Brother probably would have punched him long ago.
But he knew Third Brother wouldn't.
Because Third Brother... owed him both legs.
Perhaps due to a severe bout of wind-cold, Xiao Qinghe soon felt tired and unconsciously leaned against the head of the bed and fell asleep.
Su Qingyue saw Xiao Yuchuan storming out, puffing with anger and chuckled, "Third Brother, why are you steaming from the head?"
"Hmph! It's all because of you." Xiao Yuchuan pulled her into his arms and scraped his hand lightly over her face, "Your charm is so great, I think these past few days Fourth Brother has been living by clinging to thoughts of you, to my utter annoyance!"
"Then you should give him a beating."
