Just as Ye Xiao was about to open his mouth to ask whether they should go inside, a voice came from the side.
"Little Sister?"
The two turned their heads at the same time.
A man of medium height with exceptionally broad shoulders was walking toward them.
His appearance was ordinary, and his facial features could not be called handsome, but a steady temperament naturally emanated from between his eyebrows.
His head of red hair was deeper than Huo Wu's, resembling a patch of darkly burning charcoal fire in the sunlight.
Huo Wu was startled by this sudden voice, opening her eyes wide as she looked at the newcomer.
"Old brother? What are you doing here?"
Huo Wushuang did not immediately answer his sister's question, instead letting his gaze fall on Ye Xiao.
From top to bottom, and bottom to top, he looked him over.
"You must be Ye Xiao?" he asked.
Meeting his gaze without hiding or dodging, Ye Xiao nodded. "That's right."
Huo Wushuang fell silent for a few seconds, then suddenly remarked, "He is quite handsome indeed, no wonder Huo Wu likes him. He looks very young, though."
"Brother!!!" Huo Wu's voice spiked instantly, her face turning completely red in a flash.
"Ye Xiao is a few years younger than me! What nonsense are you talking about?!"
She felt so embarrassed inside.
Having such a matter spoken of to her face by her own brother—especially since it was indeed her who had taken the initiative between her and Ye Xiao, and now that it was exposed—she always had the feeling of being caught like an old cow eating tender grass.
Huo Wushuang was slightly stunned, and then his expression turned subtle.
"Hiss..." He drew in a breath, and the way he looked up and down at Ye