Bai Tang squatted down and carefully wiped them with a handkerchief.
Suddenly, a carriage drove over.
Bai Tang did not care. When the carriage brushed past her, it bumped into a stone and made a loud thud. Bai Tang was so shocked that her hand trembled and the handkerchief flew out, entering the carriage with the curtain half-closed.
The carriage stopped.
Bai Tang stood up and was about to politely ask for her handkerchief when she saw a strong palm lift the half-covered curtain. A bearded face appeared in front of Bai Tang.
Bai Tang did not judge a book by its cover, but the other party had a fierce appearance and an indescribable lascivious gaze. Bai Tang did not like it and did not plan to take the handkerchief anymore. Anyway, her name was not embroidered, so it would not ruin her reputation.
Bai Tang pulled the little fellows and left.
