Duan Feihan's face was expressionless, "Why are you hugging her? If you want a hug, your fourth uncle can give you one. Do you still want it?"
Duan Xingye shivered and immediately shook his head, "No... no need."
Duan Xingye broke free and quickly gave his own mother a hug before he hurried off toward the examination room with his pencil case.
Bai Chuwei shook her head, carrying her belongings and preparing to enter the examination room when the man's magnetic voice, flowing like water, sounded from behind, "Chuwei, wait."
Without thinking, Bai Chuwei turned around. The man was already striding toward her, his red shirt fluttering lightly in the summer breeze, causing a moment of daze for Bai Chuwei.
His long hands reached out to her slender waist, gently wrapping around her. His breath, heavy with male hormones and rich with Spiritual Energy, rushed towards her, and his deep voice lightly leapt at the top of her head, "My little ancestor, good luck on your exam."
