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Fa'an took Andre's letter and read it through.

Then watch it again.

Look again.

Watching and watching... I started to shed tears.

"Woooooooo..."

Fa'an's eyes were red, and tears rolled out of their sockets.At first he tried to catch the tears with his hands so they wouldn't fall onto the letter paper.Later, because he was reluctant to let go, he gave up, and let the tears fall down his chin drop by drop, oozing out one after another darker dots on the letter paper.

Fortunately, the love letter sent by who knows who sent it has been burned!

While crying, Fa'an thought willfully in his heart that what Andre wrote was the first love letter he received!And the only one!

How much he loves Andre!

"Tuk-tuk--" There was a knock on the door.

The old butler knocked lightly on the door, reminding the little master who rushed into the room as soon as he came home from the holiday and disappeared.

"Master Fa'an, it's time for dinner."

Hearing the housekeeper's grandfather's voice, Fa'an pursed his lips, tears still dripping from his eyes, and touched the letter paper in his hand reluctantly.

"Woo... I know, I know..."

The housekeeper outside the door hesitated for two seconds, and asked worriedly.

"Did something happen to you?"

"No!" Fa Antong's eyes were red, even the tip of his nose was red from crying, and his face was completely wet.He took out a tissue on the table and pressed the snot bubbles from crying, "I, I'm so happy... woo woo woo..."

Hearing Fa'an's cry outside the door, the old housekeeper hesitated for a while, and persuaded his little master before leaving.

"You...don't cry too happily, come down to eat early."

"I'll go down to eat later... hiccup."

Faan let out a loud burp.

The old butler was worried about going downstairs, and as soon as he left, Fa'an immediately sent a communication request to Andre.

Maybe it was Andre's free time now, or maybe he had expected this call a long time ago, and the communication was connected within two seconds, and Andre's face appeared on the light curtain.

The admiral was wearing home casual clothes and was sitting on the sofa.He looked at the tear-stained little fiancee, then glanced at the letter paper that had been unfolded on the desk, and asked with a smile.

"Why are you crying again?"

Seeing Andre's face and hearing his voice, Fa'an's tears, which were already about to stop, burst instantly.He wanted to say a lot to Andre, but he could only cry when he opened his mouth.

"Woooo! Andre... I... woooo!"

Andre looked at his little fiancée crying out of breath through the light screen, with a helpless expression on his face, but a smile between his brows and eyes.

"do not Cry."

After Fa'an finished crying, he coaxed, "If you cry again, I won't write to you next time."

Fa'an's little head instantly lifted up!

"Also, next time?"

"Of course." Andre's eyes were gentle, "As long as you want."

Fa'an's mouth was tightly pursed, and his face wrinkled.

Seeing his expression, Andre immediately said.

"Don't cry." He raised his hand and tapped the light screen, "There will be no more crying."

"Who would cry!"

Fa'an sniffed vigorously, wiping away tears with both hands.He wiped, covered his face with the palms of both hands, and only separated his fingers to reveal a pair of eyes looking at the general.

"...Do you really still write?"

The general laughed, "Really."

Fa'an laughed all of a sudden, put his hands down, a strand of hair stuck to his cheek, his somewhat embarrassed appearance showed the vivacity of a young age.

"I'm going to tell you a secret."

He leaned closer to the light screen and whispered, "I love you."

"I love you so much, I love you the most."

It wasn't the first time that Fa'an expressed love to Andre, but just like every time before, Andre's heart beat faster because of the frank and passionate words of love from his little fiancée.

He lowered his eyes slightly to suppress the boiling emotions, and when he raised his eyes again, he looked at Fa'an's gaze showing patience.

"Baby, sit down." Andre slowed down his voice, "Let me take a good look at you."

"No."

Fa'an said sweetly, "I'm going to eat later."

Andre was taken aback by the sudden rejection.

"Little bastard, what are you calling me now?" He looked at his little fiancee helplessly.

"I'm not an asshole!" Fa'an said confidently, "I sent you a text message just to tell you that I love you!"

"Ok."

The general was easily pleased, "I love you too."

"Then when will I go find you?" Fa'an said immediately.

"I miss you."

"We separated an hour ago." Andre raised his eyebrows.

Faan couldn't hear him at all.

"I! Not! Very! Want! You!" he emphasized.

"Understood." Andre smiled lowly, "I've been busy these days. Didn't I make an appointment to accompany you to the Travel Star? I'll pick you up when I'm done with the matter at hand."

"You still remember!" Fa'an's eyes lit up!

"Haven't you been secretly reminding me? It's coming soon, stay at home for a few days, huh?"

Having been exposed, Fa'an blushed and nodded obediently.

He sat on the chair, looked at Andre silently through the light screen, and spoke viscously after a while.

"It's an appointment...then I'm going to eat now..."

"I hung up the communication..."

"Hang up." Andre nodded, and said again, "Wait a minute."

Fa'an stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

"Come closer," Andre said.

Fa'an approached obediently, and when he was only a short distance away from the light screen, he saw Andre say something in a very low voice.Fa'an didn't hear clearly, and subconsciously turned his face to catch Andre's words with his ears.

The volume suddenly became louder, it was the sound of a kiss.

Andre kissed him on the cheek through the light screen.

It took Fa'an a while to understand. He turned his head back and stared blankly at the other party.

"Let's go eat." Andre said softly.

The light screen closed in the air, and the communication was hung up.

The old butler who couldn't wait for Fa'an to come down for dinner had to go upstairs again and knocked on the door of the young master's room again.

"Master, are you still crying? Let's eat first?"

"Huchi, Huchi! Okay... I, I'm coming down! I'm coming down now!"

"You are..." The old housekeeper's eyes were filled with confusion, "What are you doing?"

Faan wasn't crying.

He was running around the room blushing!

It's all Andre's fault!That damned charming Alpha!He is so charming!

Fa'an's heart is still beating!

"Grandpa Butler!" Fa'an was so excited, his blood was burning hot, he accidentally roared, "I'll come down immediately!!"

The voice was so loud that the servant downstairs couldn't help but look up the stairs.

"...Okay." The old butler left again.

Fortunately, he didn't need to worry about it this time, Fa'an quickly rushed down from upstairs like a small cannonball.

I ate two more bowls of rice than usual!

Under the gratifying eyes of the housekeeper's grandfather, Fa'an, who was too full to walk, moved to the living room and collapsed on the sofa.

The terminal was thrown on the coffee table, and Fa'an dialed the group chat communication with his foot.

I can't even move a finger!

In the group chat are the Sivir brothers and sisters and Nanbai. They just had a holiday, and everyone is staying at home now, and the calls were quickly connected one after another.

The light screen separated the faces of several of them, and Lilian saw Fa'an's lazy and paralyzed posture at a glance.

"Oh, what's the matter? Call us as soon as we leave." She ran on, "Call us one last time while you're still able to move because you suddenly got polio?"

Nan Bai smiled softly, Sivir and Lilian were in the same frame, and patted his sister on the shoulder.

"What are you talking about?" He criticized with a smile.

"Usually you're finished!" Fa'an snorted twice, pointing his nostril at Lilian, "But I have business today, so I don't care about you."

"...Bow your head before you speak." Lilian looked at his nostrils in displeasure.

Nanbai quickly became serious when he heard the words, and sat up straight.

"What's the matter, Fa'an, do you need our help?"

Fa'an lowered his chin a little, showed his face, and gave Nan Bai a big smile.

"Hmm! I just want to ask you for help. Let's make an appointment tomorrow. Let's talk together!"

He was so serious that even Lilian became serious. Sivir and his sister looked at each other and asked.

"Tomorrow is fine. But what is it, can you talk about it now?"

"It's okay to say it now..." Fa'an moved himself up and sat cross-legged on the sofa with a very serious expression on his face, "I have made a decision, and I hope you can help me implement it."

"What decision?" At the other end of the light screen, the three spoke in unison.

"Soon, travel to Star with Andre."

With a heavy expression, Fa'an waved his hand and slapped the sofa vigorously, "Travel Star Tour, we must take him down on the bed!"

"Dududu-"

The communication on Lilian's end hung up.

"Hey... I haven't made an appointment for the talk tomorrow!" Fa'an called repeatedly, "Don't hang up! How about ten o'clock? We can have lunch together. Or in the afternoon? In the evening?"

When the light screen is black, it is black and will not light up again.

Fa'an sighed in disappointment, and said to Sivir: "Lilian is still so willful, let's make an appointment, you tell her."

Sivir: "..."

"No, Fa'an..." Nan Bai managed to retain his reason, "Why did you suddenly make such a decision?"

"I just suddenly found out that Andre is so nice."

Fa'an's eyes were misty, and he smirked, "I have to hold on tight."

Nan Bai: "..."

"Anyway, let's fix the time! This is a very important plan!" Fa'an came back to his senses and looked at them with blazing eyes.

Sivir and Nanbai nodded with difficulty.

Fa'an didn't notice their silence at all!After making a decision on the time to meet tomorrow, he hung up the communication and lay down on the sofa contentedly rubbing his little belly.

Then he turned his head casually, and met Ole who had been standing by the sofa for an unknown amount of time.

"!"

Fa'an was startled and almost jumped up.

"Oll, you're back!" He breathed a sigh of relief, "You scared me! Have you eaten yet?"

"not yet."

Ole put the shoulder bag on the sofa with a complicated expression. After saying this, he stopped talking, but still stood by the sofa, showing no intention of leaving.

Faan blinked.

"Then why don't you go eat quickly...?"

"understood."

Orr responded without moving.

Fa'an stared at him from a distance.

Orr took a deep breath, his eyebrows were raised unconsciously, his eyes glanced at Fa'an's terminal, and he asked in a rough voice.

"That Omega named Nanbai...do you know him?"