Hugging Ye Xuan on the left and Zhang Xiaoyuan on the right, it was incredibly empowering.
Especially the faint fragrance from their bodies, which made Zhang Fan feel like he was floating.
Soon, Zhang Fan's hands started to wander mischievously, reaching out to both their cheeks.
"You rascal, we're still on the street," said Zhang Xiaoyuan with a blush, but she relaxed after seeing that there was no one around.
"Hehe, then let's head home quickly," Zhang Fan said with a wicked smile, hastily walking toward his house.
"Wait a second." Zhang Fan passed by a pharmacy and his gaze suddenly became fixed. The next moment, he charged in.
"Fan brother, are you sick? Are you buying medicine?" Zhang Xiaoyuan asked concernedly.
Zhang Fan replied with a roguish grin, "It's for you two!"
"Huh?" Zhang Xiaoyuan and Ye Xuan exclaimed in surprise, then asked, "For us? What is it?"
Zhang Fan looked at their appealing faces and said mischievously, "You'll see."
