His hand paused as he was drying his hair, a dazed look in his handsome black eyes. Ye Feng did not speak, silently bowing his head, frozen in the same action.
Seeing his brother Ye Feng in such a dispirited state, Ye Hong sighed helplessly.
"Bro, have you fallen for Xiao Qing?"
One sentence, like a bolt from the blue, exploded in Ye Feng's ears.
Gripping the towel tightly, Ye Feng suddenly raised his head, his gaze sharp and cold as he looked towards Ye Hong.
"There's no need to look at me like that. You're my brother, how could I not know what you're thinking? If it's not because you like Xiao Qing, I can't think of any other reason to explain your abnormal behavior these past few days!"
Ye Hong lounged on the sofa with a careless posture, enjoying the rare sight of his big brother in a panic.
