He walked behind Qiao Qing and pulled her into a hug. He did it so smoothly it was like he had practiced this thousands of times.
"Young lady, have you eaten?"
Qiao Qing played with the tube of fluid in her hand, "Give me another minute."
Jun Yexuan leaned in and sniffed it. His nose wrinkled as a response, "What is this? Are you using it to make perfume?"
Qiao Qing sensed the skepticism in his voice and said, "Once it's done, it won't be so harsh on the nose."
Jun Yexuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He only felt that Qiao Qing was being so cute when she explained everything so seriously.
He pinched her cheeks, "Okay, I'll wait for your finished project."
Once Qiao Qing finished this step of the process, Jun Yexuan grabbed her hand and headed outside.
Just then, another shadow walked in.
