Lu Jun wasn't feeling too great.
He was lying sideways in a provocative manner on Yunxi's large bed, looking at him seriously: "I've almost been kicked out because of you. Are you going to be honest with me? What's the real reason you're living at school?"
Yunxi was drinking water from a cup.
Seeing Lu Jun like this, wrapped in a luxurious Dior men's silk pajamas that outlined his mature masculine figure, his voice was clear and slightly hoarse.
Yunxi calmly put down the cup and said, "Little Uncle, I think you need a girlfriend."
Lu Jun frowned.
Yunxi continued, "Flirting with me won't work!"
Lu Jun's arm relaxed, and his head fell onto the bed: "You little brat!"
This incident was like a small interlude and just passed like that.
In the morning, everyone quietly had their breakfast in the dining room.
Zhang Lei was organizing, asking someone to pack up Lu Jun's belongings.
Song Zhen and his wife had no expression on their faces.
George and Yunxi ignored it.
