Ye Qiu naturally let the girls divide things among themselves.
Fortunately, Chou Hentian had come along too.
Otherwise, who knew how they would have divided things evenly.
Once they had assigned their rooms and the girls had just settled in,
two guests arrived outside the barracks within the military camp.
Ning Fengzhi, leaning on a cane, and Xue Qinghe, dressed in plain clothes.
The five barracks formed an independent courtyard.
While the girls arranged their luggage in the rooms, preparing to take turns sleeping with him,
Ye Qiu had nothing to do, so he wandered idly around the courtyard, taking the opportunity to loosen up and stretch his body.
He was playing with two Rasengans at his fingertips.
One was filled with frost, like an Ice Ball, while the other was blazing red and scorching hot, like a burning coal.
They continuously spun back and forth over Ye Qiu's fingertips.
Qian Renxue, in Xue Qinghe's guise, quietly watched Ye Qiu leaning against the wall.
His handsome face was illuminated in alternating red and blue.
His expression was calm and focused.
It made Qian Renxue unable to suppress the stirrings in her heart, and a hint of affection appeared in her eyes.
Sensing faint footsteps,
Ye Qiu had just raised his eyes
when he saw Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe already entering the courtyard.
The two Rasengans in his hands, which had been steadily drawing closer,
slowly dissipated.
"Uncle Ning, Brother Xue, what brings you here?"
Ye Qiu's gaze swept over Ning Fengzhi before settling on Xue Qinghe. Their eyes met briefly.
Xue Qinghe wore ordinary noble attire, nothing particularly extravagant. Standing beside the elegant Ning Fengzhi, he seemed more like a foil.
As he met Ye Qiu's gaze,
Xue Qinghe's eyes flickered, and a faint flush appeared on his face.