"I'm not even sweaty at all, look at me, you can stop fanning me now, look at how hot you are!" Yan Fei said helplessly to the girl.
After listening to him, the girl inspected him carefully again, making sure he was really not hot, before she started fanning herself. However, consciously or unconsciously, she was still taking care of Yan Fei, pointing most of the wind in his direction.
Yan Fei couldn't be bothered to argue with her anymore, so he said after a moment, "Your second sister went back in the morning. She must have told your father about us. I guess your father will have to agree this time, right?"
As expected, as soon as he said this, the girl's attention was immediately diverted. Instinctively, she slowed down the speed of her fanning, bit her lip, and said, "Who cares whether he agrees or not. He knows now, I wouldn't have the face to go home even if he disagrees."
"We should find someone to propose marriage first. But…"
