This fellow is always so overbearing and willfully takes advantage of me, leaving me both exasperated and helpless. I want to retort, but I do not know how to begin. Under Second Senior Brother's curious gaze, I can only lower my eyes to hide my embarrassment and shyness.
"So that is how it is! Please, come in!" The young man's voice is warm and hearty, as if it could dispel all gloomy clouds. He hurries to invite us into the house, his movements swift and natural, without a moment's hesitation.
"My humble home is crude, so I hope the two of you will not mind." As he speaks, he makes a polite gesture, leading us into the house. "Please, have a seat." His tone is filled with sincerity and concern, warming one's heart. Then, he turns away to fetch water, his steps brisk and agile.
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