Shujun also joined them on the roof, nimble as a monkey. Having suffered a great deal of hardship a few months ago, he had been frail and skinny, but thanks to Dong Huiying's nurturing with good food and drink daily, he now glowed with health, his fair skin blushing with the hint of pink, the epitome of suave charm.
He climbed up the ladder to the rooftop, staggering tipsily toward Big Brother, who was behind Baobao, and then Shujun sat cross-legged in front of Baobao, cradling her face and pressing a kiss onto her: "Baobao, Baobao..." He rubbed his cheek against her neck, murmuring in admiration, "I truly love you, love you to death, Baobao..." His steady stream of kisses fell upon her hair, her forehead, her nose, her lips, while Big Brother held her waist tightly behind her.
She had drunk too much, completely muddled, laughing and complaining of ticklishness as she rubbed her eyes and nose, pushing at Liang Shujun.