Ye Kuo and Hua Xi's eyes went wide. "A germaphobe?!"
They both curled their lips, their gazes sweeping over Xuan Ying from head to toe.
'A dark, twisted, crawling snake like him claims to be a germaphobe. Who would believe that...'
"That's enough." Yue Hua Yin, who had been watching calmly from the side, walked over with a limp.
He glanced at Jiang Xinli in Xuan Ying's arms, then raised a hand to stop Hua Xi and Ye Kuo. "If you delay any longer, the Female Master is going to burn up."
"Aren't you afraid he'll do something to the Female Master—" Ye Kuo and Hua Xi started to argue, but Yue Hua Yin cut in gently, "Trust Xuan Ying."
Ye Kuo: "..."
Hua Xi: "..."
"Xuan Ying, let's go back to the room," Jiang Xinli said in a weak voice.
She felt the pain was even more intense this time.
Xuan Ying agreed, holding her a little tighter. "Okay."
With that, he shot a cold glance at Ye Kuo and Hua Xi, then squared his shoulders and strode upstairs.
