"Zou Lang!?"
"Feng!"
Although they were completely absorbed in their fight, the two women noticed Zou Feng the moment he entered the backyard.
They both stopped at the same time and immediately ran toward Zou Feng.
However, Tian Yun threw herself directly into Zou Feng's arms.
But when Bian Yixia saw this, she stopped in her tracks, her expression a little awkward.
What else could she do? She couldn't very well ask Tian Yun to move over and make room for her.
"It must have been a long journey for you both," Zou Feng said, patting Tian Yun's shoulder.
With Bian Yixia present, he couldn't bring himself to be openly affectionate with Tian Yun as if no one else was watching.
Otherwise, he would have already been practicing his two-handed ball-handling skills.
"You smell so nice..." Tian Yun suddenly lifted her head and looked at Zou Feng with a hint of confusion.
The meaning in her eyes couldn't have been clearer.
