Brother Xiao Yan...!
Before the two could leave the square, Xun Er quietly descended beside Xiao Yan and called softly. She skillfully looped her arm through his, and seeing how exhausted he was, a trace of heartache surfaced in her eyes before turning into admiration. She praised, "Brother Xiao Yan is amazing."
"Go get some rest first!" Xiao Yan said with a smile. He rather enjoyed being admired by his girlfriend; the sweetness in his eyes was practically overflowing. He even shot Xiao Heng a provocative glance.
Xiao Heng curled his lips disdainfully. The very next moment, a girl in a jade-green dress floated down and landed beside him.
"Brother Xiao Heng..."
"Qing Lin, why are you here...?"
"No, no..." Seeing that Qing Lin was about to link arms with him as Xun Er had done, Xiao Heng hurriedly refused.
Rejected, Qing Lin showed no displeasure. She merely said softly, "The Pavilion Master asked me to come and take a look. Brother Xiao Heng, you were wondering why I came, right? Sister Medusa and the others are all busy, so they sent me instead."
"Mm." Xiao Heng nodded slightly, glanced around, and let out a breath. Fatigue washed over him, and he did not continue asking. He only said softly, "Let's rest first."
With that, the group of four quickly departed.
Seeing this, envy filled the eyes of many young men.
"I wonder when I'll get a day like that—watched by all, with beautiful women by my side...!"
"Ahhh! Honey, stop pinching me! It hurts!"
Beside the man, a woman pinched a piece of his flesh and twisted it one hundred and eighty degrees. She glared at the middle-aged man with an unhappy look. "Who are you trying to impress? Is that your line? Come back with me, now. You've