Amidst the misty smoke, Fu Huai'an's eyes were half closed. His movements were calm and unhurried, every action radiating a vibe of nonchalance.
Lin Nuan was startled by Fu Huai'an's sudden move. The fresh scent of cigars on his body struck her senses and she instinctively dodged and retreated back. She then immediately realized how childish her reaction just looked and adjusted her posture awkwardly.
At eye level, she could spot Fu Huai'an's Adam's apple from his open collar shirt gently gliding up and down. Lin Nuan's face burned like fire as she looked down and heard Tang Zheng poking fun at her.
"Hey hey hey… Brother Fu, that's not the way you protect someone. How could you let Miss Lin drink juice when I'm offering drinks?" Tang Zheng complained as he pretended to be unhappy about it.
Bai Xiaonian knew Tang Zheng and Fu Huai'an's special bond, yet she didn't like the sight of someone trying to make Lin Nuan drink more.
