The group ate as they picked. They were fooling around at first, but gradually settled down.
Three hundred pounds was neither a huge amount nor a small one. Picking enough still took some effort.
After carrying several baskets out on their backs, the male guests were so hot that they took off their jackets and rolled up their sleeves.
Only Yu Xiuyuan kept his shirt sleeves firmly down.
Seeing his flushed face, Su Ziming asked with concern, "Aren't you hot? Rolling up your sleeves would help."
Yu Xiuyuan pulled his lips into a smile. "No need. I'm afraid the branches will scratch me."
Ha. As if.
With his back to them, Yun Chuan remembered the marks he had left on Yu Xiuyuan's wrists. His gaze darkened, and his hands moved even faster.
Yun Chuan was the first to finish his task. Without pausing for a second, he picked up his basket and went on picking.
He said nothing. Once he finished, he carried the apples out and put them straight onto Yu Xiuyuan's pile.
The live comments were all teasing them:
[Confirmed. These two definitely had a fight. A secret one behind our backs.]
[Who knows whether they were fighting or fucking.]
[Maybe the fucking went badly? Is that why they fought?]
[Don't jinx it! Spit three times and take that back.]
[A fight is a fight, but you've still got to spoil your wife.]
[God Yun picking apples with a cold face.]
[I won't say a word. I'll just pick apples for you.]
When Yu Xiuyuan noticed the extra apples, he silently cursed the bastard.
It was already noon by the time all the guests finished their tasks. When they returned to the villa, every one of them was exhausted and starving.
Director Liu read the room and arranged