"Just kidding~" Lu Xiaoyou laughed brightly.
The big boy held his forehead, his voice a bit hoarse, "Thank you, your rat poison was quite effective."
Lu Xiaoyou asked him, "Are you the type to accept whatever people give you without hesitation?"
He was reeking of alcohol, clearly forced to drink a lot; earlier, Lu Xiaoyou had given him a pill, and the boy took it without any guard—whatever she gave, he ate it.
Lu Yunshen scratched his head again, his eyelids lowered, "They made me drink, I couldn't refuse. The thing you gave me... I trust you're a good person."
When speaking the latter half of the sentence, Lu Yunshen lifted his head, his gaze unwaveringly fixed on Lu Xiaoyou.
He had clear bright eyes, slightly drooping at the tails; they were innocuous puppy eyes, complemented by long and dense lashes, even the lower lashes were exceptionally fine.
When those eyes looked at others, they could soften a person, stirring maternal instincts naturally.
