The three of them turned around and saw Xiang Huai standing there.
Under his neat short hair, his long and narrow eyes shone with a teasing light. He did not feel awkward at all, as if he wasn't just eavesdropping on the three of them. Instead, he looked natural and casual.
His exquisite facial features were flawless, and his pale skin looked like it could never be tanned. He stood there casually, like a shining body, attracting attention.
He was wearing a black shirt that made his shoulders and waist seem wide. Only Xue Xi knew how good his figure was under the shirt.
A pair of long and slender legs was wrapped in black pants. One could see the strong muscles under the pants, and when he stepped on the black leather boots, it made him look even more masculine.
When Xie Yingying saw him, she was stunned. Then, she turned to look at Li Zixia foolishly and said, "He didn't lose!"
Who said that the instructor lost?
