In the end, she miscalculated the distance and turned around abruptly, slamming her face against the door.
The bag in her hand fell to the ground.
She leaned back and covered her nose.
It was so painful that he was about to cry, but he forced himself not to open his mouth.
Her hands were still determined to survive as she grabbed the door handle.
Seeing his expression, Shen Fanxing couldn't help but touch her forehead.
It hurt just to look at her.
"What's that sound?"
A familiar cold voice sounded. Bo Jinghang's body stiffened and he finally grabbed the door handle.
Bo Jinchuan walked over from the balcony and stared at Shen Fanxing. Her gaze was fixed on the door. When she heard his voice, she turned to look at him. Her eyes were filled with reluctance and shyness, and her expression was indescribable.
He frowned and walked towards where she was looking.
