It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

At first, his steps were brisk and his expression seemed calm, but as time went on, when the team was halfway through the march, he suddenly stopped, covered his stomach, and frowned, as if some severe pain was tormenting him.

Xiao Huai's face quickly turned pale as paper, and fine beads of cold sweat oozed out of his forehead. The sweat slid down his cheeks. His body curled up slightly, as if trying to suppress the unbearable pain.

His breathing began to quicken, and he hunched over slightly, each breath becoming heavy and difficult.

Seeing this, the others couldn't help but slow down their pace and look at him.

Xiao Huai's expression seemed as if he was fighting against the sudden pain. The pain was so real that any bystander could feel the torture he was going through.

Every tiny movement, the furrowed brow, the sweaty face, it's not something that can be faked.

The others were stunned for a moment when they saw this. A blond man came forward, frowning and asking with concern, "Are you having stomach problems? Then you should have breakfast. You can't go on an empty stomach. Hey, find a place to eat quickly and come back after you finish."

The unexpected concern made Xiao Huai smile slightly, but his smile was so fleeting that no one noticed.

He nodded weakly, pretending to be weak, and replied weakly: "Thank you..."

The NPCs were obviously somewhat humane and didn't give him any trouble.

In the end, they decided to let him go to eat first, and sent the blond man to accompany him to ensure that Xiao Huai would not sneak away.

He memorized the map of King's Lynn and deliberately chose a bun shop that was relatively out of the way.

Next to the bun shop is the bookstore.

"I just want to eat their buns." He was as stubborn as a child, and his tone carried an innocence that was hard to refuse.

The blond man sighed helplessly, "That place is a bit far."

Xiao Huai seemed not to hear his complaints. He suddenly leaned against the wall, pretending to be weak, his eyes drooping slightly, and a hint of helplessness flashed in his red eyes.

The black hair hung gently in front of her forehead, and a few water droplets hung on her thick eyelashes, making her look particularly harmless.

"How about you carry me over there?" His voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of pleading, as if he was completely defenseless against the person in front of him, revealing a fragility that was hard to ignore.

This feeling of weakness made the blond man stunned. Facing Xiao Huai's appearance, the resistance and impatience in his heart seemed to dissipate a little.

He quickly looked away, feeling as if he had been inexplicably bewitched.

"Okay... okay, wait a moment."

The blond man finally compromised and got a car to take him.

Xiao Huai sat in the back seat, the wind blowing gently across his cheeks from the half-open window.

The morning light streamed through the car window, and the soft sunlight outlined the contours of his face.

Her black hair fluttered gently in the breeze, complementing her deep red eyes.

Every detail appears exceptionally outstanding, cold and exquisite under the interweaving of light and shadow.

The light cast a golden glow on his face.

The car slowly drove towards the destination. Xiao Huai half closed his eyes, and his gaze shifted from the distant view outside the window to the scenery in front of him.

What no one noticed was that Xiao Huai gently took out a small bottle of pills from his arms, and quietly took the antidote while the car was shaking.

At the moment when the wind and sunshine intertwined, his expression remained as calm as before, without a trace of ripples.

The pretense was easily seen through, so he used some props to complete the scene.

No one could tell, and he successfully arrived at the bun shop as planned.

Xiao Huai came to the remote bun shop as planned.

The atmosphere in the shop is quiet and peaceful. The morning light shines through the glass windows onto the tabletops, and the air is filled with the aroma of freshly baked buns.

Xiao Huai ordered some things casually, his movements leisurely and seemingly nothing unusual.

He fiddled with his chopsticks gently, his eyes casually scanning the surroundings.

When the waiter brought the hot soup, Xiao Huai's eyes flashed slightly, and the details of the plan quickly took shape in his mind.

He calmly stretched out his foot slightly, and when the waiter approached, he tripped him lightly.

In an instant, the bowl of scalding hot soup splashed onto the blond man.

"Ah!" The blond man jumped up suddenly, his face showing panic and discomfort. He was surprised by the hotness of the soup.

The waiter apologized frantically and bowed in a panic.

Xiao Huai immediately stood up, pretending to be concerned, his brows furrowed, and his tone was filled with helplessness: "It's too hot, go change your clothes quickly."

At his urging, the waiter pointed to the dressing room in the back and said, "Sir, there is a room in the back where you can change clothes. I'm really sorry, but we'll give it to you for free."

The blond man frowned, but finally nodded and went to the back room.

Taking advantage of this gap, Xiao Huai focused his eyes and moved quickly and covertly.

He stood up calmly, as if he wanted to take a breath, gently pushed open the door of the bun shop, turned and walked towards the bookstore next door.

The blond man didn't notice his departure at all, and Xiao Huai's movements seemed calm and natural from beginning to end.

Xiao Huai entered the bookstore and looked around. It was almost empty and unusually quiet.

He went straight to the magazine section and began flipping through the travel and geography magazines.

He moved quickly, his fingertips sliding between the pages, but the pictures and text in the magazine did not seem to have any connection with the photo of the sea.

Time passed quietly, and Xiao Huai vaguely heard the blond man next door calling his name.

"Xiao Huai? Where have you been?"

Just when Xiao Huai thought his plan might fail, his eyes inadvertently swept through the window of the bookstore and suddenly saw Fu Chuan's figure appear outside the door.

Fu Chuan walked towards the blond man with firm steps.

Before Xiao Huai turned around, he heard a whisper in his ear: "Guest, what are you looking for?"

The voice was familiar and gentle.

Xiao Huai's heart tightened and he slowly turned around.

The person who came into view was Lu Yuanshi.

He was dressed differently today, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, giving him a scholarly air.

The brown British-style suit was well-tailored, making his figure look slender and upright. The texture of the suit shimmered in the light, which was completely different from his usual casual style.

The dark eyes behind the lenses flashed a deep and calm light, with a hint of inquiry and mystery.

There is a lazy and charming temperament between her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth are slightly raised, as if she is smiling.

Everything around him seemed to have lost its color at this moment, and only he stood out as the most dazzling one.

Xiao Huai looked at Lu Yuan quietly, met his gaze without showing any weakness, and asked softly:

"Why are you here? Are you... the manager of this bookstore? Or—are you K?"