The cold little brother (11)_1

To open someone's letter without their consent was a first for Lu yansu to be so rude.

Pinching the pink paper with his fingertips, he read ten lines at a glance. The young man's fair face gradually sank, and his dark pupils were so deep that they almost overflowed with black.

It really was a love letter.

It was obvious that this was Fu min's handwriting because it was the same as the reflection letter she wrote last time.

For some reason, she was very angry.

Lu yansu attributed this feeling to the fact that his younger sister was in a relationship and as an older brother, he was feeling like his own little cabbage was being played by a pig.

By the time Fu Shang returned with his homework, she gradually stopped in her tracks and blinked at Lu yansu in confusion.

Why is this person wearing a coffin-like face?

Then, she saw the love letter in the young man's hand and suddenly realized.