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Chapter 229 It’s not a matter of name.
Seeing Luo Tingyu go straight into the bathroom, Yan Shun breathed a sigh of relief for some reason, then picked up the pants on the bed and put them on.
Since this is Luo Tingyu's residence, then the clothes he took out of the closet must also belong to Luo Tingyu, right? This idea suddenly popped up in Yan Shun's mind. He looked down and saw that his pants were a little looser. He and Luo Tingyu were actually about the same size, so it was no wonder that they fit him well.
Listening to the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, Yan Shun put on his pants and sat down on the sofa next to the coffee table.
He needed to think carefully about how to talk to Luo Tingyu later.
Even though there was a high possibility that he was brought here by Luo Tingyu's men on their own initiative, Luo Tingyu was slightly surprised but did not say anything after seeing him appear in his room, nor did he drive him out. It seemed that the other party was willing to sit down and talk to him calmly.
Yan Shun was lost in thought and didn't know how much time had passed. He didn't even notice when the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.
When he heard the bathroom door opening, Yan Shun subconsciously stood up from the sofa. When he turned around, he saw Luo Tingyu walking out of the bathroom with only a bath towel wrapped around his lower body.
The man had a white towel draped around his neck and was wiping his wet hair from time to time. He had a well-proportioned body with smooth and clear lines, full of physical beauty. His wheat-colored skin made him look very healthy. The remaining water droplets on his body flowed over his tight chest and narrow waist and slid onto the bath towel around his lower abdomen, and his whole body was full of human tension.
Yan Shun couldn't help but stare in amazement for a moment, unable to look away for a long time.
Luo Tingyu noticed his gaze and just glanced at Yan Shun. Then she went to the closet to find a set of clothes, pulled out the bath towel and changed into them in front of others.
Only then did Yan Shun look away with a red face, his heart beating uncontrollably again.
After Luo Tingyu changed his clothes, he went straight to the living room outside. Yan Shun thought he was leaving and hurriedly shouted to him, "Wait a minute."
Luo Tingyu stopped and turned around, giving him a puzzled look.
Yan Shun suddenly became a little nervous, and couldn't help but clench a piece of his clothes with his hands. He looked at the man and said, "Let's talk."
Luo Tingyu glanced at him. After a few seconds of silence, the man replied, "Okay."
After saying that, Luo Tingyu continued to go to the living room. After searching through the drawers and cabinets for a while, the man returned to the coffee table carrying a small medicine box and sat down next to Yan Shun.
Luo Tingyu bent down slightly and reached out to grab Yan Shun's left ankle. The man suddenly lifted his foot slightly and placed it on his legs.
Yan Shun didn't understand what he was going to do. In panic, he looked at the man with a dazed look, "You? What are you doing?"
Luo Tingyu didn't say anything but just rolled up his loose trouser legs above his knees, and the injury on Yan Shun's left knee that he had hit in the afternoon was immediately exposed.
Luo Tingyu looked at the broken skin on his knee. Some gravel embedded in the flesh had not been cleaned out yet, and the area around the wound had turned purple. The man frowned slightly and silently began to treat Yan Shun's wound.
Yan Shun looked at him with some surprise after seeing his actions. He had almost forgotten about this injury, but he didn't expect Luo Tingyu to not only notice that he had hurt his knee, but also remember exactly which knee it was.
Looking at Luo Tingyu applying the medicine seriously, that restrained and lingering tenderness was just like him last night. Thinking of last night, Yan Shun's heart tightened again. He couldn't help but inexplicably have a feeling that maybe the other party also liked him a little bit?
After treating the minor injury on Yan Shun's leg, Luo Tingyu straightened his trouser legs before taking his feet off his legs.
"Thank you." Yan Shun thanked him in a slightly stiff and unnatural voice.
Before yesterday, Luo Tingyu was just a survivor living in a small wooden house on the outskirts of Shucheng. Yan Shun could get along with him calmly, and even say a few words to him when he was unhappy with Luo Tingyu. When Luo Tingyu was treating her wounds but hurt her without any restraint, she could scold him, blame him and despise him, and they would fight all day long.
But since he learned today that Luo Tingyu's real identity was Lord Lou, the mayor of the B city base, Yan Shun suddenly realized that he had never asked about the other party's past. It seemed that he had never really understood Luo Tingyu. For a moment, Yan Shun didn't know how to continue getting along with the man in front of him. He couldn't even talk face to face easily anymore, and he couldn't speak without scruples.
Seeing Yan Shun looking at him with an expression of wanting to say something but hesitating, Luo Tingyu couldn't help but speak directly, "Just ask whatever you want to ask. I will tell you everything I can."
Hearing this, Yan Shun seemed to have no idea which question to start with. He thought for a long time before organizing his words and asking the most basic question, "What is your real name?"
"Lou Lin." Luo Tingyu replied. Afraid that Yan Shun didn't know which word it was, he simply took his hand, spread out his palm, and wrote on his palm with the tip of his index finger.
Yan Shun stared at it in a daze, feeling the slight itch of the man's fingertips sliding across his palm.
Luo Tingyu glanced at him after writing it, "It's just a name. If you like, you can continue to call me Luo Tingyu."
"This is not a matter of name!" Yan Shun suddenly opened his lips to refute, he retracted his hand, his eyes were already red.
He is both Lou Lin and Luo Tingyu. What else could it be but a name problem? Luo Tingyu didn't understand why Yan Shun had such a strong emotional reaction just because of a name.
Luo Tingyu stood up and walked to the refrigerator in the living room. He took two bottles of mineral water from the refrigerator and then returned. Perhaps thinking that Yan Shun needed to calm down, the man put one of the bottles on the coffee table in front of Yan Shun, and then he directly unscrewed the mineral water in his hand and took a sip.
Yan Shun stared at the water on the coffee table in front of him without moving. He tried hard to adjust his chaotic mood and suppress the inexplicable sourness that surged to his nose.
The two people suddenly fell silent, causing the surroundings to fall into a solemn atmosphere of deathly silence. While the two sides were silent, Yan Shun's stomach suddenly made a rumbling sound of hunger, which just broke the slightly tense atmosphere around them.
Yan Shun had a look of embarrassment. Who would have thought that something like this would happen today? He hadn't eaten a single grain of rice since he got up until now. Moreover, no one had ever cared about whether they had eaten or not when they were escorted back to the base in City B by the Gray Wolf Men. Yan Shun was too hungry time and time again, but he forgot about it after he recovered from the hunger.
At this moment, the feeling of hunger in his stomach came again, accompanied by a spasm and a feeling of pain. Yan Shun couldn't help but cover his abdomen, frowning in pain.
"Didn't you eat?" Luo Tingyu glanced at him and frowned.
Yan Shun glanced at the man, whose forehead was already sweating from the pain. Wasn't this obvious? He was too lazy to respond.
Seeing this, Luo Tingyu walked to the landline in the room, picked up the receiver and dialed a number. The other end picked up the phone after two rings. The man on the other end of the phone said, "Send some food over, and some stomach medicine."
"Stomach medicine?" The man on the other end sounded a little puzzled. "Lord Lou, are you sick? How about I call the Lord of Amber City to come over and take a look at you?"
"No need, just do as I say and send the food and medicine over quickly."
"Ok."
After hanging up the phone, Luo Tingyu returned to the sofa and sat down next to Yan Shun.
Seeing Yan Shun curled up in a ball with his hands covering his stomach in pain, Luo Tingyu's frown tightened even more. He suddenly reached out and pulled Yan Shun into his arms, and made him sit on his legs.
Yan Shun, who was so hungry that he felt a little dizzy, felt a flash before his eyes, and his body was pulled up by a force and fell backwards, and he somehow ran into the man's arms.
Luo Tingyu took away his hand that was covering his abdomen and replaced it with his own. He controlled the force with his palm and lightly pressed it on Yan Shun's stomach and began to knead it gently.