Han Zhan was too tall. Being nearly 1.9m tall, he felt very uncomfortable when he bent over to change clothes.
The car was very cramped and Han Zhan's hands and feet would always touch Song Ci when he was moving. The two of them had been separated for a week and seeing each other again felt like a newlyweds' honeymoon. When Han Zhan's elbow touched Song Ci, both of them were silent.
After changing clothes, Han Zhan tilted his head and saw Song Ci's gaze drifting down. He didn't know what she was looking at…
"Can you not look at me like that?" Being stared at by Song Ci in that manner made Han Zhan feel like a beast.
Song Ci also knew that she was intentionally provoking him. She rubbed her nose, and turned to look out of the window, counting the raindrops on the glass.
