Oliver Yuan was not the kind of person who could lie quietly in bed. He was quite well behaved on the first night. The next morning, Lucas Fang whispered in his ear several times to tell him not to walk around. Oliver Yuan agreed readily and got up within half an hour after the man left.
He just couldn't lie down, and he wasn't the type to like lying down. He pulled a chair over to prop his feet up, and then he leaned on the sofa and read a book all day.
When Lucas Fang came back in the afternoon, Oliver Yuan had already woken up from a nap on the sofa and was jumping out of the bathroom on one leg. Oliver Yuan had originally wanted to lie straight in bed before Lucas Fang came back, pretending to be so honest all day. But before he could jump back, the door was already opened, and it was obviously too late. Oliver Yuan simply threw himself on him, clinging to him like a boneless person, and said: "My feet hurt, you carry me."
"You're walking around when your feet hurt?" Lucas Fang guessed that he just couldn't lie down quietly, and he didn't expect that.
Oliver Yuan laughed and said, "Well, I want to pee, but how can I pee if I don't get up?"
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