During the intermission, Zhan Lan leaned against Uchiha Gen's chest.
A flush colored her fair face, and she looked content yet somewhat uneasy. "Little Gen, you'll always love me, right?"
The two had known each other since their humblest days. Their long time together had made Zhan Lan fall deeply in love with Uchiha Gen, but her sensitive heart had also vaguely sensed the somewhat indiscriminate affection in his heart.
But she understood as well. After all, they came from different worlds and lived in different environments.
Though she was somewhat resistant to sharing her lover with others, Zhan Lan was willing to play dumb and pretend not to notice some of Uchiha Gen's actions.
As long as Uchiha Gen did not abandon her, she could accept anything.
To keep things fresh, Zhan Lan would accompany Uchiha Gen in reading various novels, watching television dramas and films, then take the initiative to play female characters from them that interested him.
Now, this cosplay had gone a step further and become imitation of their teammates.
If Uchiha Gen had been interested in stealing other men's wives, Zhan Lan guessed she would have had to consider cosplaying Ming Yanwei as well.
"You still have time for wild thoughts? Looks like Sister Lan has plenty of energy left."
Uchiha Gen said nothing and merely began exercising his body.
Although Uchiha Gen was now twenty-one after cultivating for so long in the Reincarnation Worlds, he was still younger than Zhan Lan.
So she was still the older sister.
With Zhan Lan's cooperation as fitness equipment, Uchiha Gen did push-ups all night long.
The training intensity was too high. By the end, Zhan Lan was so exhausted that she fell asleep the moment her head hit the pillow, truly leaving her without the slightest stray