Tang Jingci didn't dare to move. From the corner of her eye, she could see a certain someone's high nose bridge. When he turned his head, she could kiss his face. Why did he suddenly get so close?!
"When did you start applying hand oil?" Qiao Xiyan looked straight ahead. His breathing was steady, but his voice was hoarse from smoking for a long time. He had just finished exercising, and there was a faint smell of sweat on his body…
It was the hormonal scent unique to men!
It was so strong that it made her legs go weak.
"When I was ten years old." Tang Jingci curled herself up, trying her best to avoid physical contact with him.
"Do your hands hurt?"
"They're fine…"
"The skin on your hands is almost worn out."
