Feng Tianxing and Yan Xiaoyue looked at each other, both seeing confusion and bewilderment in the other's eyes.
"Ever since I met Brother Lu, I feel like the whole world has become somewhat unreal," Feng Tianxing sighed after a few seconds.
Yan Xiaoyue was nodding incessantly, thinking that ever since they met Lu Xiao, everything had started to get weird.
"Young master, no matter what, I think clinging to Mr. Lu's coattails is definitely the right move."
"I know, I've been clinging on. But Xiao Yue, don't you want to stick close, too? It seems like you hardly talk to Brother Lu," Feng Tianxing raised an eyebrow at Yan Xiaoyue.
Yan Xiaoyue gave Feng Tianxing a disdainful look: "Idiot."
"Why are you cursing at me again? I am your young master, after all."
"Fine, 'Idiot Young Master,' happy now? There's a difference between men and women, get it? Would it be proper for me to cling to him?"
"But you're clinging to me every day. I'm a guy too."
