Professor Yan and the others also squatted by the stream to wash their hands, while the others found a place to sit or squat. Zhou xueli also picked a clean big stone and helped Mr. Zhou sit down. She took out a wet tissue from her bag and wiped Mr. Zhou's face and hands.
Song qingxiao didn't sit down. For a strengthened body, she only sweated a little. She was far from being tired to the point where she had to sit or lie down.
She didn't dare to let her guard down. Instead, she chose a place with a wide view, took out a bottle of mineral water and a bag of biscuits from her bag, unscrewed the cap of the mineral water, and drank more than half of it before she looked at Mr. Zhou and Zhou xuli.
Zhou xueli would only drop her cold attitude when she was in front of Mr. Zhou. When she wiped his face and hands, her meticulous action was not like a subordinate's action to her superior, but more like there was something inexplicable in it.
