Zhu Xi rubbed his buttocks before he tried to stand up in the most graceful way possible. He heard the door open and looked at Yan Su with wary eyes, only when he saw that the other was well put together did he let out a sigh of relief.
"Shishu, good morning." The boy greeted and Zhu Xi nodded.
"Hope everything is comfortable for you, here." He then let himself inside the house, brushing past Yan Xiang. A cheery smile appeared on his face, "Shixiong! What were you doing just now?"
"Tracing his facial features, should you be at the Family Head's house to pay you greetings. What are you doing here?"
Zhu Xi placed a hand on his chest, the suspicion facing away completely. He had been with Zhu Ye for ten years, he knew just how committed he was to following the rules of the family. Perhaps, a little too committed. In this life, he was sure that no one could move this Shixiong of his, it was a little sad.