Yue Jiaojiao felt like she had been bewitched.
The man — who usually only knew how to bury his head in work — had an intimidating aura right now. This made her feel as if her entire body was wrapped in his desire.
His eyes were a little misty, and Yue Jiaojiao blinked.
Their eyes met, and Zhao Zhan immediately retreated.
His hands were unnaturally folded in front of him, and his face was completely red. He turned his head away from the other person and said, "I just..."
Zhao Zhan was extremely glad that his robe was large. Otherwise, his embarrassment would have been exposed.
"I'll go boil some water for you to take a bath."
Zhao Zhan didn't dare to stay any longer. He turned around and ran out in a panic. It was a cold day, so he jumped into the river and soaked in cold water for a long time. When he felt that he had finally returned to normal, he ran back to boil the water.
