Liang Haoming pursed his lips. He glanced at his younger brother, Yue Ning, then at Dong Huiying, and suddenly felt a bit unhappy. But as a man who rarely wore his heart on his sleeve, whether he was happy or not, his face always remained expressionless, making it impossible for others to discern his feelings. That night, Dong Huiying struggled mightily for a long time and finally managed to escape from Yue Ning’s arm. Yue Ning was a bit exasperated and wanted to pull her back, but the Third Brother was quicker, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her into his embrace. And Dong Huiying, cheeks flushing from the brothers’ rash actions, tried to push Shujun away slightly. He then started to whine as if he were being bullied by her. In short, that evening, Yue Ning had intended to spend a romantic time alone with Dong Huiying, stargazing together, but Third Brother loved to interfere. Fourth Brother, though with a cold face, would also cast longing glances from time to time. And the cool night, once quiet, came alive with their noisy chatter. Dong Huiying slept in, which was unusual for her, mainly because she had stayed up too late frolicking and didn’t return to her room until well past midnight. When the sun was three poles high, she was sleeping soundly when suddenly a noise came from outside, followed by Haoming sneaking in through the door. Looking at the little figure lying on top of him, Haoming found his throat dry. She had been pressed down by the Third Brother the other night, and last night, the Fifth Brother held her in a tight embrace. His mood turned a little gloomy and he edged closer to her step by step. Staring at her innocent, youthful face in slumber, his fingertips, hanging by his side, twitched. At last, he gently touched her face. "Hmm..." She waved her hand irritably, as if shooing away a fly. Haoming swallowed hard, then his fingertips gently traced her lips, lingering on her delicate lips for a moment. His eyes darkened, feeling a surge of impulse about to break through the constraints of his body, but just then, "Fourth Brother Liang, hurry up. Is Sister Xiao Dong awake yet?" Hong Xiangjun’s voice came from outside, immediately stiffening Haoming and turning his face ghostly pale as if he was caught doing something wrong. Perhaps Hong Xiangjun’s voice was too loud, for Dong Huiying groggily awoke. "Hmm, what’s wrong?" she asked, rubbing her eyes as she looked towards Haoming by her bed. Stony-faced, Haoming said, "Master Hong is looking for you." Still groggy from sleep, she sluggishly put on her shoes and socks but then gasped in shock, "Master Hong is looking for me?" She remembered the medicinal herbs Hong Xiangjun had mentioned. Having delayed so long in Jun City, it was indeed for that batch of herbs! Without even waiting to put on her shoes properly, Dong Huiying dashed out the door. Haoming, head hanging down, pinched his fingers, as if savoring the feel of her tender lips. Seeing the hurried Sister Xiao Dong, Hong Xiangjun’s eyes lit up with mirth, "Congratulations, the batch of medicinal herbs has finally arrived. When do you want to come and take a look with me?" Dong Huiying smiled brightly, "Let me wash my face first, then I’ll go right after!" Shujun and Yue Ning returned from outside carrying a big bag of items. Seeing that Dong Huiying was still fast asleep that morning and that the house had run out of rice and flour, they had gone out to restock supplies. Curious, Shujun asked, "What’s happening?" Grinning from ear to ear, Dong Huiying exclaimed, "We can go home now, the medicinal herbs have finally arrived!"