"Xiao Feng! Are you okay?"

Lin Ning burst into the house without changing her shoes.

Pitch darkness filled the room, only the bathroom light glowed.

"Xiao Feng?" Lin Ning crept cautiously toward the bathroom.

"Wait!" Su Shui blocked her, yanking her behind him. "I'll check first!"

Su Shui tiptoed to the bathroom door. Through the frosted glass, a faint human shadow was visible.

"Xiao Feng?" He pressed his ear to the door, whispering softly inside.

Silence. Su Shui listened intently, hearing nothing.

"Could something really have happened?"

Su Shui's mind raced: *Alone at home, Lin Feng was targeted by a pervert lusting after his plump butt. The creep snuck in to assault him. Lin Feng fought fiercely to protect his virtue—but the enraged pervert raped and murdered him...*

Horrified, Su Shui stepped back to kick the door open.

"Ah!"

The unlocked door swung wide. Su Shui tumbled inside, crashing to the floor.

"Holy crap!"

Hearing his shout, Lin Ning and Su Qing charged in—Lin Ning gripping a frying pan, Su Qing brandishing a cleaver.

"What happened? What's wrong?!"

They saw Su Shui sprawled on the tiles and Lin Feng sound asleep on the toilet.

"Ahhh!" Su Qing screamed, covering her eyes and waving the cleaver wildly.

Su Shui hastily covered Lin Feng's bare white butt with his jacket.

"This brat! Who strips completely just to use the toilet?!"

Su Qing's scream jolted Lin Feng awake. He blinked dazedly at the three armed figures before him.

"What... are you guys doing?"

Clueless, he watched Su Qing lunge at him with the cleaver, ready to "de-male" him.

Lin Ning grabbed her waist.

"Sis Ning, let me go! I'm confiscating this exhibitionist's tool today!"

"No, no—calm down! Stay calm!"

...

In the living room, Lin Feng knelt in the center wearing only shorts.

"So you urgently called us back just to buy you toilet paper?" Su Shui stood aside, arms crossed.

Su Qing and Lin Ning sat on the sofa. Su Qing stared at him expressionlessly.

"Yeah, I've been vomiting and diarrhea all day, stuck in the bathroom. Who knew we'd run out of toilet paper?" Lin Feng whined pitifully, then clutched his stomach and dashed back to the toilet.

*Clang! Bang! Splash!*

Leaning on the wall, Lin Feng emerged, his face pale yellow.

Seeing him like this, Su Qing softened. "Come sit here~"

She offered her seat, then squeezed onto the small sofa beside Su Shui, clinging to his arm.

"Th-thanks~"

Blushing, Lin Feng shuffled to the sofa. He didn't dare look up at Su Qing, only stealing downward glances.

"Xiao Feng, why's your diarrhea so bad? Did you eat something unclean?" Lin Ning sat beside him, concerned.

But Lin Feng was too busy eyeing Su Qing to hear her.

"Xiao Feng! Xiao Feng!" Lin Ning shouted in his ear. He mumbled half-heartedly, "Yeah... right..."

Fed up, Lin Ning grabbed his ear and yelled, "Were you even listening?!"

Startled, Lin Feng nearly shit himself, trembling all over.

"Thank goodness I held it in... that was scary~" He wiped cold sweat, relieved his dignity remained intact.

"Sis, what are you doing~"

"What am I doing? Were you listening?!"

Trembling, Lin Feng stammered, "Of course I was!"

"Then repeat what I said!"

"You, you said..." Lin Feng had no clue, too busy watching Su Qing snuggle Su Shui.

Desperate, he gazed at Su Shui with puppy-dog eyes.

Su Shui silently texted him.

"Love you~" Lin Feng lit his phone screen hopefully.

*Your sister asked if she's usually harsh with you~*

??? Lin Feng shot Su Shui a suspicious look.

Su Shui nodded firmly.

"Okay!" Lin Feng trusted him—they were both victims under Lin Ning's rule.

"Sis, truth or lie?" Lin Feng asked cautiously.

"Truth or lie?" Lin Ning frowned. Why lie about food? "Truth! You're my brother; don't lie!"

"Alright!" Lin Feng sat straight, dead serious. "Sis, you're way too harsh on me!"

*Pfft~* Su Shui and Su Qing choked back laughter.

Lin Ning stared, bewildered. "Young man, lost your mind?" She patted his shoulder sweetly.

"Hahaha!" Su Shui and Su Qing burst out laughing, hugging each other.

Lin Feng realized he'd been tricked. "Sis, let me explain—"

"No need!" Lin Ning covered his mouth. "Even if you weren't listening, you're my brother. What would I do~"

She stroked his head gently, but Lin Feng felt a chill run down his spine.

"Sis... Sis—"

"No need to say anything~"

Lin Ning grabbed the frying pan and *whacked* it on his head.

Lin Feng, deceased...

Of course, fake—he just fainted on the sofa.

Su Shui and Su Qing stopped laughing, trembling as they hugged.

"You two, let go!" Lin Ning waved the pan, splitting them apart.

They scattered like birds, leaving only unconscious Lin Feng.

Sometimes with diarrhea, never sleep—you might leak something strange.

That happened to Lin Feng; slowly, he began to stink.

Lin Ning searched for the source, finding Lin Feng—the stink bomb.

"Holy crap!"

She hauled him up and tossed him into the bathtub.

"Wake up! You stink!"