Connor imdiately laughed, "Lucas, I can’t believe it! After all these years, you’ve learned to take care of people! How co you never took care of before?"
Lucas glared, "Can you be compared to him? Look at him with his delicate skin and flesh, a highly educated doctor, pure and kind-hearted. As his older brother, of course, I have to take care of him!"
Johan Niles was quite dissatisfied with this description!
Why make him sound like a pretty boy!
But compared to these two beside him... forget it, no need for comparison, hurts the pride.
He’s planning to work out properly later, he’s been too lazy recently, and the hard-earned abs are almost gone.
Walking a few steps forward, being held by Lucas, he suddenly felt sothing was off, "How did you know I’m highly educated?"
Lucas, of course, couldn’t say he specifically checked Johan Niles’s background, casually said, "Heard it accidentally from your sister."
Johan Niles was suspicious, "My sister even talked about with you?"
Natalie Niles is not the type who likes to chit-chat!
"Uh, occasionally, just once!"
"Oh, that sounds reasonable."
Lucas turned to look at him, thinking he was truly cute and innocent, making him itch to ruffle his hair.
But he restrained himself, lest the little lion he finally coaxed would beco agitated again.
The three of them entered the hotpot restaurant, imdiately attracting nurous gazes.
It’s rare to see one handso guy, but here appear three at once, and each with distinctly different styles, causing the girls dining to frequently turn their heads.
Lucas was slightly taller than the other two, with sharp facial features, bronze skin, star-like eyebrows and piercing eyes, a straight nose, long legs, narrow waist, a lean and powerful build, exuding the unique sharpness and righteousness of a soldier.
His height and physique were extrely prominent, undoubtedly the most noticeable.
Next was Connor.
Connor had well-defined features, eyebrows and eyes with mixed-race characteristics, particularly deep eye sockets, wearing a sea-blue shirt, deep blue eyes, with a faint gentle smile that made people easily take a liking to him.
Johan Niles, the "hospital heartthrob," seed sowhat overshadowed by these two.
He didn’t have developed muscles, nor the sharp facial features of these two, moreover, his fair skin reduced his presence, even his looks were categorized as delicate.
Johan Niles sat in the chair, looked around, experiencing for the first ti the imnse gender difference.
Oh no, not gender, but appearance difference.
Fortunately, he never cared about won’s gazes, anyway, once on the operating table, they’re just pink skeletons.
He hadn’t eaten hotpot for a long ti, since it’s fun only with friends, and he usually had few friends, no one to accompany him. If he invited the master, Director Valley particularly focused on health, eating very bland food, while he liked it spicy, couldn’t eat together at all.
The soup quickly boiled, fatty beef, brain, intestines, tripe, shrimp balls...
Johan Niles’s mouth watered, eating heartily.
Dipping in rich and spicy sesa paste with chili oil, finishing a plate, then drinking a couple of mouthfuls of iced Sprite!
Refreshing!
Lucas hardly ate, busy putting and scooping things out, then piling them onto Johan Niles’s plate.
Seeing his cup of Sprite was empty, he continuously refilled it.
Seeing him eat ravenously, juices splattering, he pulled out napkins to place by his hand.
Even if Johan Niles was slow to react, he realized Lucas was taking care of him with ticulous attention.
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