"Yinzhen, look, that flaming cloud on the horizon is so beautiful." Lingxuan held the man beside him with one arm and pointed into the distance with the other.
"Yes, very beautiful." Yinzhen's eyes never left the people around him, and he was in a daze.
"Idiot, I asked you to look at Huo Shaoyun, but who told you to look at me?" The uncomfortable blush on Lingxuan's face made it even more difficult for the man who was already staring at him to look away.