Lu Shiyuan thought for a moment, then agreed.
He had spent the past few days busy absorbing Soul Rings and had not had the mind to pay attention to anything else.
Cultivation also called for a balance between work and rest. Burying himself single-mindedly in grueling training might actually keep him from achieving the results he should.
All four of them were exceptionally good-looking, and as they strolled down the street, people kept turning to look at them.
Ning Rongrong smiled, her brows dancing with delight. "Shiyuan, aren't you feeling pretty pleased with yourself right now?"
"Pleased about what?" Lu Shiyuan's attention had been completely captured by a roadside shop selling baked flatbreads. He was calculating how many to buy in a bit, so he only responded to Ning Rongrong's question offhandedly.
"You've got three gorgeous girls keeping you company while you shop! Look how jealous those men are!"
Lu Shiyuan casually glanced around and discovered that several people were indeed casting envious looks his way.
He shook his head helplessly. "What do you mean, you're keeping me company? I'm the one keeping you company, all right?"
"Hmph, you've gotten a bargain, and you're still playing innocent!"
"All right, all right. I'll head back to cultivate, then. Take your time shopping." Before Lu Shiyuan had even finished speaking, he made as if to leave.
Now Ning Rongrong panicked. She had finally managed to invite Lu Shiyuan out; how could she let him go back so easily?
She immediately hugged his arm to her chest and pleaded, her face full of wounded reproach, "Okay, okay, you're keeping me company. You're keeping me company, all right? Don't spend all day thinking about cultivation!"
You little rascal. As if I couldn't handle you.
Ning Rongrong puffed out her cheeks. This hopelessly dense man