Pestering

Xue Darong threw his head back in exasperation.

This brother was certain that he and Dafu would not just ignore him.

"Rest assured," Xue Dagui said with a smirk, "I'm just here to have a good talk with Sanfu. He's my Sanfu, my own brother. I know my limits."

"Who cares if you know your limits or not!" Xue Darong forcefully removed Dagui's arm around him and stormed off angrily.

The eldest brother always acted like this, and Dagui had gotten used to it. As long as he thickened his skin and clung to him again next time, all would be well—since childhood, Sanfu had always been the one who doted on him the most.

Regardless of whether the eldest brother had walked far away or not, Xue Dagui cheekily moved closer to Dafu: "Heh, Sanfu."

Dafu just kept eating his food, ignoring him.