Mo Yan sneered. "Hah, as if you're the only one."
He took off his shirt too, leaving Yu An caught between two men. She was practically drooling but didn't dare lay a hand on either of them, afraid they'd start a fight if she didn't treat them exactly the same.
'If I can't make them both happy, then they can both be unhappy.'
She threw up her hands in exasperation. "Go away, go away! I'm not interested in either of you..."
"Then what about me?" Feng Xuan's voice suddenly rang out from the cave entrance. "Yu An, you actually have indecent thoughts about me!"
His tone was filled with horror and mortification, but also a barely perceptible trace of... smug delight and pride?
Yu An was speechless. "I'm not interested in you either, so stop letting your imagination run wild... Uh, did you just escape a disaster, or did you get into a fight?"
He was covered in dirt, his body splattered with blood, looking even more wretched than a refugee.
