Yvette's heart skipped a beat as she panicked.
"What is this..."
Lance looked at the colorful cover and wanted to look at the words on it. Yvette reacted quickly and grabbed it.
"Nothing." She threw the book into the bag.
A trace of doubt flashed through Lance's eyes. He wanted to ask something else, but when he looked up and saw Yvette's face turn pale, he frowned. "Are you feeling unwell?"
As he spoke, he reached out to touch Yvette's forehead, but Yvette suddenly retreated and dodged.
Yazmin, who was behind him, saw this scene, and her eyes could not help but flash with a touch of coldness, which disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The next second, her body suddenly swayed and softly fell towards Lance. Lance held her up.
"Are you tired?" Lance's voice was exceptionally gentle.
