"And then?"
Feng Sheng looked behind Luo Yangyang but did not see Lancelot.
"He asked if my name was Luo Yangyang."
Luo Yangyang took a step closer to Feng Sheng as she spoke. Her small hand wrapped around Feng Sheng's muscular waist. Her small body language seemed to be seeking protection.
"How did you answer him?"
Sensing that Luo Yangyang was panicking, Feng Sheng wiped the sweat off her forehead and placed his hand on her back, pulling her into his embrace.
Luo Yangyang shook her head immediately." No, I didn't answer him. I ran out when he asked.""
"Saint Feng! Come down, I'm not done with you!"
Luo Yangyang was still in a state of unease when she suddenly heard Luo Ye's exclamation from under the bridge. Her eyes flashed and she looked down subconsciously.
After that.
She saw Luo Ye swimming in the middle of the clear river and pointing angrily in their direction.
"Why is Luo Ye in the river?"