As soon as the door opened, two pairs of eyes met each other. Luo Qianqian looked at Luo Yanran, wearing her bathrobe, covering his lower half while his upper body was exposed to the air. He held a towel in his hand, constantly wiping his body but with a pained expression, and she couldn’t help but burst into laughter, "Hahahahahahaha, Fourth Brother, are you going to audition for the Smurfs?"

Luo Yanran was covered in eye-catching blue from his shoulders down, the even blue color forming a stark contrast with his neck.

"You’re still laughing!" Luo Yanran held back his anger, pointing at the blue on his body, "What am I supposed to do, looking like I’ve been poisoned?"

"I already asked around. Your next event is at Christmas. If it doesn’t work out, I can find you some pink or yellow dye to cover it up." Luo Qianqian covered her mouth, an unabashed grin on her face, "Who knew the flowers you sent would lose their color?"

"Who knew you’d throw the flowers in the bathtub?" Luo Yanran’s face was full of despair.

Is it him, Luo Yanran, who doesn’t understand life, or are all women this quirky?

"So it’s my fault?" Luo Qianqian shrugged calmly, "Well, are you going to eat? I’m going to have dinner."

"Of course, I’m eating!" Luo Yanran angrily grabbed his clothes, glaring at Luo Qianqian, "You go first, I’ll be down shortly!" What’s left of the food in his stomach was already almost gone, was there any extra nutrition?

Luo Qianqian shrugged and left the room. As soon as she was out the door, a loud, unrestrained laugh followed her, making it impossible for Luo Yanran to pretend nothing happened, as she laughed all the way from upstairs to downstairs.

"What’s going on?" Qin Nuan became slightly more awake with Luo Qianqian’s laughter, her face full of confusion.

"Nothing, nothing, but I guess comrade Luo Yanran will never send you Blue Enchantresses again, hahahahaha."

With a puzzled expression, everyone passed by Luo Qianqian, who was almost laughing silly, and looked towards the direction of the stairs, quietly wondering, what does this have to do with flowers?

However, when Luo Yanran came downstairs, even if he managed to cover his body, the color on his hands was still very noticeable.

Qin Nuan paused for a moment, then was the first to notice something off about Luo Yanran, tilting her head to the side, her shoulders shaking with laughter.

"Are you planning to start a dye shop?" Old Master Luo immediately noticed as well.

Luo Yanran was naturally fair, yet now covered in a coat of white over his body, it was hard not to notice.

"Work today?" Yue Tingyu frowned, "Don’t push yourself too hard, at your age, it’s not good for your health."

If his health wasn’t good, how could he joyfully hold great-grandchildren?

"I am never buying processed flowers again in my life!" Luo Yanran, full of rage, sat down next to Luo Qianqian, glaring at her, "Have you laughed enough?"

"Yes, yes." Luo Qianqian immediately reined it in, earnestly picking up her bowl.

Tang Tianyi made a pot of lean meat porridge, alongside stir-fried shredded potatoes and dressed cabbage, with some pre-prepared pickles by Yue Tingyu and a few round salted duck eggs.

Just as Luo Qianqian put a spoonful of porridge in her mouth, she saw Luo Yanran’s hands reach up, grabbing a white porcelain bowl, and immediately a mouthful of porridge sprayed out of her nose, choking her to tears.

Qin Nuan quickly handed over tissues, cautiously observing Luo Qianqian.

Tang Tianyi took Luo Qianqian’s bowl away and filled it again.

"Look at how you’ve startled your sister! You can eat later." Old Master Luo glanced at Luo Yanran’s hands, holding back laughter but more concerned for Luo Qianqian.

Yue Tingyu handed over a cup of water, and Luo Qianqian hurriedly wiped her nose and mouth.

She’s only read in books about people laughing so hard noodles come out of their noses; she never thought it would happen to her, with rice no less...

Luo Yanran looked aggrieved, clearly the victim, yet it seemed as if he had done something wrong.

Sullenly holding the bowl, he headed to the kitchen.

Not allowed at the table? Hmph, he’ll eat all the food!

When the others went to add rice, they entered the kitchen and saw Luo Yanran hugging the pot, eating happily.

Suddenly they were at a loss for words.

"Whoever finishes last, washes the dishes." Silently setting down her utensils, Luo Qianqian turned and left the kitchen.

Hearing the sound, realizing something was up, the rest crowded into the kitchen, looking at Luo Yanran hugging the pot of porridge, also at a loss for words.

They all set down their bowls and left the kitchen.

Qin Nuan kindly placed the pickles near Luo Yanran, "Eat more."

After speaking, she yawned and headed upstairs.

Luo Yanran felt a bit dumbfounded, as if his actions had been despised, even pitied?

Clearly, this group disliked him, right? This was retaliation!

Thinking this, he stuffed another spoonful of porridge into his mouth, puffing up his cheeks.

"What do you think if I took a picture of him and put it online?" Luo Qianqian asked Qin Nuan as they returned to their room, lying on the bed, looking exasperated.

"Not great." Qin Nuan, initially amused, now felt a bit guilty and sympathetic.

After all, Luo Yanran hadn’t done anything wrong; it was them who didn’t know the flowers would lose color... well, partly their fault...

"Go to sleep. I’ll head to the hospital later to see Lu Simiao." Luo Qianqian checked the time, sighed.

Qin Nuan nodded, reached out to pull up the blanket, and within a minute, even breaths were heard.

Entering the bathroom, seeing the flower petals all fished into the trash can, Luo Qianqian’s face softened a bit, with a slight sigh, she picked up the never-used makeup remover and headed downstairs.

Meanwhile, Luo Yanran was still battling with the pot.

Upon hearing footsteps, he turned around, saw it was Luo Qianqian, and turned his head back in annoyance, "What? Here to take a picture and show others?"

Uh...

Luo Qianqian looked slightly embarrassed, "Actually, I brought makeup remover. You see, if stuff on the face can be removed with this, then the color..."

Upon hearing this, Luo Yanran slightly nodded, having thought of the same thing earlier.

Immediately putting down the pot, he clapped his hands, walked over, released a button, and revealed an arm, "Give it a try then."

Luo Qianqian brought out the prepared cotton pads and makeup remover, soaked it and applied it to Luo Yanran’s arm.

Luo Yanran didn’t forget to complain, "You absolutely can’t become a makeup remover, being so rough."

"Oh, is our big star dissatisfied?" Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes, snorted twice, "Is this makeup? This is removing makeup, okay?"

"I’ve never heard of a makeup remover." Luo Yanran continued to banter with Luo Qianqian, looking around not spotting Qin Nuan, with a puzzled look, "Where’s Qin Nuan?"

"She watched over you all night, got tired, and went to sleep." Luo Qianqian sighed, her face full of sentiment, "I’ll go to the hospital later, so warm warm is in your care."

"Why are you going to the hospital?" Luo Yanran’s face changed before he could nod, with urgency in his voice, "Was it because of yesterday..."

"I’m going to the hospital to see Lu Simiao." Rolling her eyes, Luo Qianqian quickly interrupted Luo Yanran’s imagination.

If she let him continue imagining, she feared she’d be doomed soon enough.

Look at those big, watery eyes, truly befitting of... an actor.