All of you are troublesome

As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze fell on the three people on that side. One of them, dressed in red, looking triumphant and wanton. He had a beautiful face and outstanding temperament. His beautiful lips held a subtle smile. For some reason, seen from his perspective, there's something strange going on.

Next to him was a young man in purple and another in an ornate dress. The former was baby-faced. His chin was slightly lifted, looking a bit arrogant. The latter was a chubby guy with a good-natured mien and tiny eyes narrowed into a line. 

Seeing these three men's eyes were fixed on him, he folded his arms across his chest, asking. "You guys, what are you looking at, staring at me?"

"Song Ming."