His forehead was almost touching the girl's forehead. A handsome face approached, magnifying his handsome face and his jade-like eyes. "Nian Nian, do you need my help?"
"Huh?" Qiao Nian was still immersed in that difficult problem and did not notice that he was close to her. It was only when he spoke that she raised her head slightly and the bridge of her nose brushed past the bridge of his nose that she realized how close they were now…
Ye Wangchuan's breath brushed across her face. The coldness was wrapped in the fragrance of mint leaves. It was not domineering, but it left no place to hide.
Ye Wangchuan saw that the girl was slightly distracted and curled his thin lips. His voice was low and hoarse. "The assessment is in three days. How does God Qiao plan to take it?"
Qiao Nian was stuck to the chair. Hearing this, she looked up slightly and hummed. "I will just take the exam like that. Let nature take its course."
