Shaun looked up just in time to see Catherine turn to talk to Freya after giving him the fish. In the bright living room, her beautiful little face was stunning, like she had walked out of a painting. With her snow-white skin and thick black eyebrows, she looked like a butterfly with her wings out, ready to fly.
At that moment, he remembered the image he had seen on the computer, and his head felt inexplicably warm.
Freya suddenly cried out. "Woah! Why do you have a nosebleed?"
Shaun looked down to see a few drops of red liquid in his bowl. He then touched his nose with his hand and panicked.
Was he sick?
"Holy sh*t. Come on, let’s go. I'll take you to the bathroom to wash up." Rodney hurriedly led him towards the toilet downstairs.
After entering, he took a paper towel, wet it with water, and wiped Shaun's nose. He said contemptuously, "Bro, was that necessary? What kind of dirty pictures were you thinking about when you were eating?"
Shaun looked at him in shock. "How did you know?" "Your eyes were basically on fire when you looked at Catherine, and then you suddenly had a nosebleed. How would I not know? I've... been there too." Rodney coughed in embarrassment. He used to be like this when he was single, but he never expected Shaun to b e so disappointing, too. From now on, he was no longer the only one.
Shaun was speechless.
Well, he thought he had some kind of disease.
"Wipe it, and stop thinking about it," Rodney reminded him. "Don't expose yourself."
"Okay."
In the dining room.
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