Ye Xuan didn't blush or pant, as if nothing had happened.
"Fourth Sister, you lack training. You can't even outrun a primary school student like me. Wouldn't it be a joke if word got out?"
"Hmph! Who asked you to run so fast? Don't you know how to give in to your Fourth Sister? How can you be a boy? You don't even know how to give in to girls!"
Ye Xuan was shocked by these words and smiled bitterly in his heart.
It seemed that his Fourth Sister Ye Chan's stubbornness had been activated again.
Just as he was about to speak, he saw Ye Chan sitting on a chair by the roadside and waving at him.
"Hurry up and massage your Fourth Sister's legs. They're sore. I don't have any strength left."
Massage her legs? Ye Xuan looked at her fair legs.
Without hesitation, he went forward and placed his small hand on her white leg. A soft touch immediately surged into his heart.