The Follower If Route (08)

My sister-in-law ran away from home.

Lu Zhoucheng only found out after receiving a call from his brother. He felt flustered and his chest tightened; he felt that he had angered the person and driven them away.

After all, their last conversation wasn't very pleasant.

He unilaterally angered someone to the point that they reached out and slapped him.

At that moment, Song Xueci was probably really angry. Her eyes widened as she stared at him in disbelief, her eyes red with anger, and she looked like she needed a kiss.

It's like he deserves a beating.

He deserves a beating, and not only that, he's become a masochist.

Song Xueci used a lot of force in that slap; his ears were ringing and he was dizzy, but his body was moving uncontrollably.

It's really spicy.

That was awesome!

He wasn't being a jerk or deliberately trying to provoke Song Xueci; he just couldn't control his emotions when he found out she had another man.

Lu Bo'an was also arguing about this, but his brother was calm and collected. Unlike most people, he didn't argue hysterically; he preferred to take a condescending stance and corner people.

I don't know if I want to argue or miss my family.

He also heard from their conversation that Song Xueci was very close to a colleague at school and had even given her a bra or something similar.

He was furious when he heard this, but his brother, whoever he was, didn't bring it up again and even acted like a loving couple at dinner.

In this situation, if they can pretend nothing happened, they're probably just a couple in name only.

Since there are no feelings left, why doesn't Song Xueci contact him?

Although Lu Zhoucheng was pretending, he was only eighteen years old. He had given many of his firsts to Song Xueci, and he had the illusion that his virginity had been taken away and was not cherished. He couldn't help but go to Song Xueci argue about it.

While his brother was in the study, he cornered him at the bathroom door.

Song Xueci was wearing a silk camisole, which was very form-fitting, and her chest was slightly bulging.

It's really hot.

I really want to fuck him.

In a moment of impulsiveness, Lu Zhoucheng questioned the woman about why she was seeing other men outside the marriage, asking about her background and whether she was even clean.

He didn't know that in Xue Ci's eyes, he looked no different from a golden retriever rolling on its back, rubbing against the floor, and trying to stop its owner from doing anything wrong.

"I'm so sleepy... I'm going to bed."

Xue Ci sounded like she was almost delirious.

Lu Zhoucheng couldn't stand being ignored, so he grabbed the other person's shoulder, leaned in, and said a lot of nasty things, such as "You always wear so little", "You deliberately rub your legs against him there", and "If you're going to find a man anyway, why don't you find him?"

Looking back, I realize I deserved that slap.

While savoring the memory, Lu Zhoucheng quickly sent a message to Xue Ci. He thought he had angered her to the point of her running away from home. Besides worry, he felt a little smug, thinking that he was someone important in his sister-in-law's heart.

Fearing being blocked, he made a large profit before sending the message.

I also sent over the rare comic book photos that I had spent a lot of money to find these past few days.

[I was wrong.]

[I'll come find you. I'll do anything for you, give you all my pocket money, I'll even give you my body. Slap me, kick me, even pee on me, I'll accept it.]

Perhaps it was the last sentence that went too far, because he finally received a question mark from Xue Ci.

As if favored by a goddess, Lu Zhoucheng quickly admitted his mistake upon hearing the question mark, saying he would never make him angry again. The reason he said that that day was actually because he didn't want to see him being deceived.

My body is available for you to use.

He received another ellipsis.

Even at a time like this, Lu Zhoucheng could still justify himself, making one wonder if Song Xueci was trying to bait him with a single punctuation mark.

He felt that the apology over the phone lacked sincerity, so he hurriedly made a phone call.

Without a doubt, Song Xueci killed him.

Did your brother tell you to hit him?

Tell him you will not forgive him.

Lu Zhoucheng's expression froze after seeing the message.

It turns out that running away from home had nothing to do with him.

But Lu Zhoucheng is now a masochist; even if Song Xueci doesn't have feelings for him, he has recovered on his own in the shortest amount of time.

[It wasn't my brother who made me call; I wanted to... contact you myself. Anyway, you can tell me; I won't tell my brother.]

[Although I don't know why you're arguing, I'll always stand by your side.]

On the other end, Xue Ci, lying on the hotel bed, was a little confused by the message.

Lu Zhoucheng may seem to have a bad temper, but he is a kind person.

Even though he had been bullying her all along, she still chose to help him.

Xue Ci eventually told him the hotel location and room number.

His running away from home this time can be considered a deliberate departure from the plot, and a complete OOC (out-of-character) moment.

[He did that first. If I don't get angry, I'll definitely keep getting bullied...]

Even now, Xue Ci still feels ashamed and grits her teeth when she thinks about what Lu Bo'an did in the office that day.

He knew he had seriously gone out of character and would face punishment. This is when his stubborn cat-like nature came into play.

He planned to stay in the hotel until he divorced Lu Bo'an.

Xue Ci had a strange feeling that once Lu Bo'an took her back, she would never be able to leave the villa again.

Lu Bo'an might tie him to the bed and be responsible for feeding him every day.

[They might even have to carry me to the toilet then, sob sob--]

Xue Ci wasn't unfamiliar with this kind of thing being done to her by men.

He was still lost in thought in bed when Lu Zhoucheng arrived.

The boy brought comic books and dinner.

Unexpectedly, the other party did not ask him why he had argued with Lu Bo'an. Instead, they disassembled the takeout box, put a cushion on the chair, and invited him to sit down and eat.

All her movements were so natural, as if she was used to serving them.

The dishes were all Xue Ci's favorites.

Xue Ci, like a proud kitten, had just felt that Lu Zhoucheng's frequent messaging was a bit clingy, but now she thought he was quite nice.

At least he's better than Lu Bo'an, that bullying scoundrel.

Seeing Xue Ci sit down, Lu Zhoucheng pulled up a chair and sat down next to her.

He peeled a shrimp and stuffed it into Xue Ci's mouth.

Xue Ci ate a lot today, and her chin is quite pointed. The shabby hotel room is so small... It's obvious she hasn't been taking good care of herself.

"Peel it quickly."

When he first entered the room, Xue Ci saw that he still looked somewhat embarrassed, but now that he had become a sycophant, he became completely arrogant.

They urged him to get to work.

I'm just someone who works hard.

Lu Zhoucheng, feeling reassured, became even more skilled with his hands.

Doing this kind of work has its advantages; it helps improve finger dexterity, and hopefully turns this arrogant cat into a little fountain that only knows how to cry.

Lu Zhoucheng started daydreaming again.

Especially after Song Xueci stuffed a shrimp into his mouth.

He slapped her, then gave her a sweet treat.

This is Song Xueci's method.

How could he not be captivated? He didn't want to go all out.

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In fact, given Lu Bo'an's abilities, he should have been able to find him within half a day. But unexpectedly, the other party never showed up.

Her husband is very possessive; it's impossible for her not to bring him back.

Xue Ci's expression immediately changed as she realized something.

Perhaps he's already become invisible, staying in his room, watching him eat and sleep, and maybe even following him into the bathroom when he takes a shower.

... I've encountered another pervert.

Xue Ci her eyes, and a sense of shame washed over her as she thought about how he had pinched her chest while she was taking a shower.

He wrapped himself tightly in the blanket... In his drowsy state, Xue Ci noticed a swelling in his chest.

Before he was fully conscious, he noticed a tall, dark figure at the head of the bed. Thinking it was his husband, he took the initiative to lift his clothes.

Her moist, dazed eyes lifted. "Hurry, hurry..."

Lu Zhoucheng's eyelids twitched heavily.

He had indeed stolen some before, but he didn't know that it could produce Nai Shui (a type of sweet drink).

Song Xueci even took the initiative to invite her.

Perhaps she really wants to take him as her next husband.

He'll make sure people eat even more comfortably then.

Lu Zhoucheng was so captivated by this thought that he called out "Wife" to Xue Ci's flushed face.

"From now on, I'll be your husband, and I'll help you eat every day—"

Before he could finish speaking, an invisible force pulled him aside from behind.

Lu Bo'an's gloomy face gradually appeared in the air.

Until the entire body is revealed.

Someone who didn't know better might think it was some kind of magic trick.

Lu Zhoucheng was stunned for a few seconds before he realized what was happening. After all, he also had superpowers, so it wasn't difficult for him to understand that the other Invisible Man.

He narrowed his eyes, seeing Lu Bo'an's murderous expression, and instead scoffed, "Brother, so this is how you make your sister-in-law angry."

Lu Bo'an didn't have time to pay attention to him.

The man turned around and skillfully lowered his head to the left.

The sounds of water splashing and sucking echoed throughout the room.

Xue Ci seemed to be quite comfortable, her face was flushed, and she was humming softly.

But I'm still not entirely satisfied.

"I want to too, sob sob..."

Lu Bo'an looked up, his lips still moist, and was about to eat the right side that was about to emerge when Lu Zhoucheng's voice suddenly lingered nearby.

"Brother, you only have one mouth, how can you manage?"

Author's Note:

Brothers united, the baby will lose control of his bladder [poor face] Next chapter, let Duan Gou eat [poor face]