Shi Qian faced Fu Sinian's chest.
He smelled of the shower gel she liked.
She immediately recalled the scene just now and waved Fu Sinian's hand away.
He could get up from another woman and come to look for her, but she couldn't face it calmly.
Fu Sinian realized that there was something wrong with her expression. She seemed angry.
"Does your stomach feel better?" he asked gently.
"Much better," Shi Qian replied distractedly.
"Qian Qian, I know it's late and it'll delay your rest. I still wanted to see you."
Shi Qian had been avoiding Fu Sinian's gaze. Hearing this, she looked up at him.
Not only was there a hint of affection in his voice, but also in his eyes.
She couldn't help but smile and shake her head.
Indeed, all men were the same.
All that came out of her mouth was deep affection. Then, he could do it with every woman!
