Gu Man quickly took two pieces of paper over. Seeing that Xiang Yin's eyes were narrowed and he was about to cry, he held the knife in one hand and half an onion in the other. Without thinking, she said, "Lower your head. I'll wipe it for you."
Xiang Yin turned around and lowered his head slightly. Gu Man reached out and wiped it with a piece of paper. Xiang Yin opened his eyes and saw Gu Man's clear eyes in front of him. Her slightly curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and a layer of peach fuzz could be seen on her porcelain-white skin
The two of them faced each other, exuding an ambiguous aura.
Gu Man lowered her eyes and her heart suddenly skipped a beat. She quickly pretended to throw the tissue and took two steps back.
Xiang Yin, on the other hand, barely maintained his composure. "Go over and sit there. The smell of searing the beef will be a little strong."
"Okay."
Soon, Gu Man smelled a fragrance. It smelled good.
