The streets of Yilin Town bustled with life, the crisp autumn air carrying the mingling scents of roasted chestnuts, freshly baked buns, and simmering broth from street vendors' stalls.
Xu Feng rolled his eyes as he listened to the easy banter between the two men in front. Xu Zeng always had an excuse for everything, but even so, Xu Zeng couldn't be too sharp with Xu Hu Zhe. He noticeably softened his words with Xu Hu Zhe all while still picking at him.
At least they were enjoying themselves.
Xu Feng's lips twitched, but he purposely avoided looking at Xuan Yang beside him. Yes, it was cute listening to the younger men bicker, but he wasn't about to start a verbal sparring match with his husband.
Xuan Yang had a sharp tongue. Too sharp.
The snake's brain was too powerful, and Xu Feng wasn't prepared for that level of mental combat this early in the day. It could be fun bickering with Xuan Yang, but he would save that for a day he had some liquid courage to egg him on!
