"It's been a while. Sorry to impose, Mr. Yan. You're looking well these days! Unlike me—I've gotten so tan from running around for days on end!"
Han Qiubai offered the polite pleasantry, but it seemed she had picked the wrong person to say it to.
Yan Sea glanced at Han Qiubai and said seriously, "You're still much fairer than I am. We're in the northwest here. The altitude is higher, and the UV radiation is intense. You should take proper precautions."
The words Han Qiubai had prepared caught in her throat. 'What does he mean I'm much fairer than him? Is there even a comparison between us, teacher? Doesn't he understand politeness at all?' she grumbled internally.
Yu Fei stood to the side, his head lowered and his shoulders shaking uncontrollably. He didn't laugh often, but Yan Sea's dead serious explanation about how his senior was fairer than him was just...
