Vase cannon fodder is pampered by the group again

Chapter 68.2

Editor: Princess

The barbecue grill and table had long been set up on the back lawn, showing that Shen Bie had been preparing carefully for a long time. Several servants were skewering meat and lighting charcoal.

Shen Bie had changed into a black T-shirt, his slender fingers skillfully grabbing meat skewers to flip and grill. The sizzling sound accompanied the smoky aroma of burning oil, making Shen Ci swallow continuously.

“You’re half an hour late, the meat has been changed several batches already.” Shen Bie said casually while sprinkling pepper.

Shen Ci replied, “Couldn’t help it, we got held up by someone. Oh right, big brother, do you know Wen Ran?”

Shen Bie frowned, “Wen Ran?”

Shen Ci nodded, “Mm-hmm, seems like he went to the same university as us.”

Shen Bie snorted, “Such a capable person, of course I know him. I heard he slept with a lecturer in his freshman year, hooked up with all the campus beauties in four years, and even seduced several campus heartthrobs, becoming a legend among international students.”

“So impressive…” Shen Ci’s mouth formed an O shape in surprise. How could such a legendary figure know him?

Shen Bie lowered his head with a smile, hiding the complexity in his eyes, “Yeah, if your big brother were that shameless, I wouldn’t still be single at this age.”

He glanced at his dumbfounded little brother, “By the way, why are you suddenly asking about him?”

Shen Ci scratched his head, “Wen Ran said… he pursued me, but I don’t remember. Big brother, do you remember?”

“Uh…” Shen Bie’s expression became somewhat unnatural as he kicked Shen Ci’s butt lightly, “That kind of playboy spouts sweet talk to everyone he sees. He tries to seduce anyone good-looking. How dare you believe his words?”

“Stop letting the smoke get to you, hurry up and eat!” Shen Bie urged roughly.

Shen Ci could only carry a plate of steaming grilled pork belly back to the table sheepishly.

His big brother’s attitude was a bit strange, and his intuition told him that there was a story there.

But clearly he wouldn’t get anything out of him, so he just lay on the table, sighing deeply.

From his sideways view, he saw that Lu Xiao had changed into gray home clothes and was sitting at the small table, having taken over from the servants to seriously skewer meat with a focused expression.

He had rolled up his sleeves, revealing smooth, pale forearm muscles with faint, powerful veins visible underneath.

So handsome…

Shen Ci suddenly called out from afar, “Little uncle!”

Lu Xiao stopped his movements, looking up to inquire with his gaze, his ink-black eyes meeting Shen Ci’s directly.

Shen Ci touched his nose awkwardly, unable to explain why he had called Lu Xiao. The urge had just come over him.

He could only take a skewer of cooled grilled meat and walk over, holding it to Lu Xiao’s lips. Lu Xiao opened his mouth obediently, bit, chewed, and then swallowed.

“Is it good?” Shen Ci asked dryly.

Lu Xiao lowered his head to continue skewering meat, nodding in response.

The night wind rustled through the grass, and Shen Ci held the cold metal skewer, desperately trying to find new topics to break the awkward silence.

Staring hard at Lu Xiao, Shen Ci suddenly noticed that something was off.

The powerful head of the Yun Group, who dealt with multi-million projects daily, was actually crouching here, painstakingly skewering meat for him?

This didn’t seem right, he needed to switch channels.

He said with a dark expression, “Little Uncle, the aunties will handle these. You don’t need to work so hard.”

Lu Xiao didn’t stop, “I just want to make food for my baby.”

If it were a holiday, Shen Ci would be happy to hear this, but Lu Xiao had already worked all day…

He deliberately threw a tantrum, “That won’t work either, I don’t care! Little Uncle isn’t allowed to skewer anymore.”

“I don’t care” was his advanced skill, usable on all familiar people, and it could deal critical damage to people like Shen Bie and Lu Xiao.

Once spoken, it could raise the success rate of any request to 80%, and the remaining 20%… of course relied on the ultimate weapon of “crying”.

Lu Xiao was indeed defeated by this ultimate move, smiling helplessly as Shen Ci pulled him away, “forced” to accept Shen Ci’s feeding.

Shen Bie came over carrying freshly grilled meat just in time to see Lu Xiao lowering his head to bite the grilled meat in Shen Ci’s hand, while a certain silly puppy hugged Lu Xiao’s arm, looking up at him eagerly.

Shen Bie’s eyebrow twitched as he pretended to put the plate down calmly, making a clear clinking sound.

“Holy shit! Big brother, you scared me to death.” The plate crashed heavily on the table, startling Shen Ci.

Shen Bie forced out a fake smile, pressing his temples as he turned and walked away.

Shen Bie could barely accept his little brother’s relationship with Uncle Lu, and it was okay to give some adult things to protect the little one.

But actually seeing the two of them being lovey-dovey with his own eyes… was still hard to accept.

His precious cabbage of a little brother—how had the big demon king carried him off? He began to feel heartbroken and helplessly furious again.

“What the hell…”

Shen Ci watched his big brother’s slightly dejected back, puzzled. Did he burn the meat and feel bad about it?

Lu Xiao held grilled meat to his lips, and Shen Ci couldn’t think about it anymore, quickly opening his mouth to bite.

Shen Ci kept hugging Lu Xiao’s solid arm, lowering his head to observe for a long time, then became fascinated as he touched and poked, frowning as he stretched out his own arm for comparison.

Lu Xiao looked down at him, casually flexing his forearm muscles with some force. The veins protruded immediately, radiating full masculine hormone vibes.

“Feels really good.” Shen Ci’s eyes sparkled as he smiled at him, squeezing more enthusiastically, “The massage service is back. Little uncle, does it feel good?”

Lu Xiao’s large palms gripped his armpits, lifting the confused little one onto his lap.

“Mm.”

The response came a bit late, however Shen Ci didn’t immediately understand what Lu Xiao meant.

…But why did Lu Xiao suddenly pull him up here? Shen Bie was still around.

He felt like Lu Xiao was up to no good… Warning bells rang in Shen Ci’s mind. Based on past combat experience, the enemy was about to launch an attack.

He sat sideways on Lu Xiao’s lap, one hand guarding his waistband, the other braced against Lu Xiao’s broad shoulder, vigilantly maintaining distance while every cell in his body tensed for battle.

However, Lu Xiao only caught his hand and pressed it against his taut abs, forcing him to spread his fingers and stroke.

“What about here? How does it feel?” Lu Xiao’s lips curved in a low chuckle.

“…” Shen Ci suspected that this guy had learned bad things from Wen Ran, suddenly being so flirtatious.

But indeed, it felt quite nice to touch…

Unable to resist the enemy’s temptation, Shen Ci quickly surrendered, unable to help touching several more times and even mischievously pinching the firm waist.

He squeezed happily, not noticing that Lu Xiao’s breathing had become irregular, and that he was restraining himself as he lowered his head to kiss the top of his head, his breath growing increasingly hot.

Suddenly, a heavy thudding sound came from the distance. Shen Ci turned in horror. Not far away, Shen Bie had fallen to the ground, the meat skewers in his hands scattered all over his head, looking particularly disheveled and comical.

“Big brother!” Shen Ci went to help him hurriedly, “What happened?”

Frightened into falling, Shen Bie’s face was pale as he stood up with trembling legs, not caring about the meat skewers on the ground as he turned to go back inside for a shower, looking lost and distracted.

Shen Ci frowned. Why was his big brother so absent-minded tonight?

Once inside, Shen Bie nearly tripped again, startling the servants.

He pushed away the servants trying to help him, the shocking waves in his heart still unsettled.

Lu Xiao and Shen Ci had actually started outdoor play right there in the open, and Shen Ci had even actively reached out to…

He was done for. Where was that slow, adorable little brother of his, the silly cabbage who couldn’t even understand confessions… How had he become so wild after just a few days with Lu Xiao?

Shen Bie closed his eyes, and his mind was filled with images of his cabbage little brother turning yellow.

The yellowness made him panic…

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For the remaining two months, Brother Zhang helped Shen Ci turn down all small gigs, focusing on honing Shen Ci’s acting skills.

Min Shoubei’s script was basically polished, and Lu An spent all day with Shen Ci studying it. The already limited dialogue had become second nature.

Whether it was performance training or basic classes, Shen Ci was extremely serious. Plus with Lu An the academic genius’s full support, Shen Ci finished the planned coursework more than a week early, finally earning his vacation.

He just had to wait for the vacation to end, and then it would be the banquet day Min Shoubei had set.

At that time, celebrities would gather and wealthy families would assemble, making it the most grand event of the year in G City.