While her eyes were covered, Lu Xiaoyou heard Yan Nanxun, who stood not far away, telling Long Xiliang:
"Tingfu has twisted her ankle, I'm taking her to get it checked."
Long Xiliang didn't make a sound. Knowing his temperament, Yan Nanxun informed him and then walked toward the army medic with Hou Tingfu.
Lu Xiaoyou clasped Long Xiliang's hands that covered her eyes, attempting to pry them open, but no matter how much force she applied, he remained immovable.
"Hey!" Lu Xiaoyou protested, his hand pushing her head against his chest. Lu Xiaoyou's body fell backward and into his arms.
"Had enough looks?" Long Xiliang asked her.
"What?"
"Are the Yan Family's men that good-looking?" Long Xiliang pressed further.
Lu Xiaoyou laughed. Even though she had glanced at the Yan Family's men, she had been exchanging glances with Hou Tingfu all along.
"What's wrong with me looking at another man?" Lu Xiaoyou said with laughter in her voice.
