"Alright, uncle, you're actually not that bad-looking!" Baobao deliberately blinked and continued to look at Zhi Feng, "But on such a cold day, isn't it a bit showy for you to be carrying a fan around?"
"Pfft..." Wenyan, Qin Han burst out laughing. He had told his friend more than once to stop carrying a fan as it looked quite showy, but Zhi Feng just wouldn't listen, claiming it was charming. Today, finally, someone saw it the way he did.
Zhi Feng looked at Baobao with a forlorn expression, then glared at his good friend, glanced at the fan in his hand, and noticed everyone's peculiar gaze. He suddenly felt the fan was burning hot and promptly put it away...
"Mm-hmm, that's much better, at least not as showy!" Baobao said with a smile.
