The short distance of several dozens of meters between the two villas was the most perfect stretch for Lin Feng and Xue Qingyi. By the time Lin Feng dropped Xue Qingyi off at the door of Zhou Yang's villa, her face was already filled with a mix of shyness, nervousness, and a hint of resentment. She had clearly started developing feelings for Lin Feng, and her legs felt a bit weak.
"Brother Feng, Sister Qingyi, why are you only arriving now? Everyone's been waiting for you!" As Lin Feng and Xue Qingyi were tidying up their slightly disheveled clothes, Zhu Xiuyue came out of the villa, cheerfully greeting them, and playfully took Xue Qingyi's arm, walking with her into the house.
It was clear that Zhu Xiuyue and Xue Qingyi were growing increasingly comfortable with each other.
"We just chatted a bit before coming over..." Xue Qingyi, shyly stealing a glance at Lin Feng, casually said to Zhu Xiuyue.
