"Are you home? The brothers are coming to congratulate you." Bo Yan stepped out of the room and picked up the phone, only to hear Bo San's casual voice. Bo Yan raised an eyebrow, "Where are you guys now?"
Bo San, "On our way to your place, but we plan to buy some groceries later, don't be shy to tell us what you need."
Bo Yan, "San Ge, do you realize that disturbing someone's early morning dreams, especially a married person's, is quite immoral?"
"Did I interrupt something important?" Bo San asked shamelessly.
Laughter came from the other end, and Bo Yan was speechless, "You really should… Your head is filled with nonsense, is that appropriate?"
Bo San didn't feel any hindrance or burden from his identity and didn't care. "We work behind the scenes, who would pay attention?
Do you think I'm like you, always showing your face on the screen?"
Bo Yan, "…You start letting loose when you're not at work, huh? Listen to yourself, do you sound like an elder brother?"
