Mu Fan was not used to being close to others. With his eyelids slightly lowered, he glanced at the arm resting on his shoulder, not saying a word, and waved his hand to shake it off.
"Hehe."
Feng Yi and the others found it amusing, revealing teasing expressions.
"Mu Fan doesn't like being touched by others."
Qing Yuan playfully blinked and explained with a laugh to everyone.
"It's okay."
Lin Jinxu didn't take it seriously, smiled, and pretended not to know. He kindly patted Qing Yuan on the shoulder: "We all just met, and we don't understand each other yet. With time, we'll naturally become familiar."
"Brother Xu is right."
Qing Yuan's lively, dark eyes flashed with mischief. She exchanged a glance with him, and the siblings saw an unspoken understanding in each other's eyes.
"Mu Fan, we're about the same age, so let's look out for each other."
