Wei Chuyin's eyes revealed a struggle as she looked at that face, which even light makeup could not hide its lack of vitality, and finally, she slowly let go of her hand.
"Only one can."
Ai Qian smiled, pulled the tab, and clinked it with Brother Ren in midair.
The drink was ice-cold.
Ai Qian gently exhaled, her ears beginning to redden.
"You two young ladies are so pretty, why travel alone? Look at others, in pairs, so happy."
Brother Ren joked with a smile.
"Brother Ren, aren't you alone too?"
Ai Qian retorted.
He shook his head with a smile, "I'm much older, how can I compare with you?"
"In his youth, Brother Ren must have had many girls who liked him."
This was not merely a courtesy; though no longer young, this elder brother's demeanor was quite comfortable, and from his features, one could tell he must have been quite attractive to the opposite sex in his younger days.
"Ha ha, you've noticed that too, young lady, good eye."
