[Although I know Sister Yao didn't do it on purpose and she was just too shocked, I still want to laugh, hahahaha!]
[I can already see the black lines on Tan Jingsheng's forehead.]
Jingsheng quickly covered Qiyao's mouth, but Qiyao was wearing a mask. Jingsheng's palm only touched the mask on Qiyao's face.
However, when his palm touched it, he could still clearly feel Qiyao's breath through the mask and onto his palm. It was slightly hot.
Even through the mask, Jingsheng's palm could still feel the softness of her lips.
Qiyao's face was so small that two-thirds of her face was covered by Jingsheng's hand.
She was also wearing a baseball cap, so even less of her face was exposed.
Now, he could only see her big eyes staring at him in surprise, blinking.
Jingsheng felt the soft touch of his palm through the mask, and his ears secretly turned red.
At this time, the surrounding guests all rushed over.
