Long Fei stood up and pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the beads of sweat off Wang Xiaoya's forehead.
It was a handkerchief embroidered by Wang Xiaoya, and he had always kept it with him.
Fat Wang stared, dumbfounded, and muttered behind Wang Xiaoya, "Sis, this is clearly him playing the handsome guy card, you absolutely must not fall for it!"
Wang Xiaoya's nose felt sour; how could she not fall for it?
She hadn't expected that Long Fei would still have the handkerchief.
It had been a long time since she had seen Long Fei use it.
Long Fei shrugged and said, "I'm not overthinking it, and I know you're not that type of person. You came back just in time; Little Ke has just opened up her governor and conception vessels and still needs to refine her Essential Qi. Take care of her at home, I need to go out and take care of some things."
"Go ahead, I'm here!"
Wang Xiaoya pursed her lips, straightened his T-shirt for him, and took a step forward to give him a hug.
