Tang Yu blushed before she even realized it. Wait, why the heck was she even blushing like a teenage girl?! She already made an entry in her thirties! This fella was barely twenty-one. Ahem! She coughed inwardly to stabilize her thoughts. "Nope, they are absolutely fine." She tried to take her hands back, but found them firmly held back in his gentle grasp. Just then, her beautiful nostrils flared instinctively, catching a whiff of odor reeking of her own hands; that very second of realization was an extremely squicky and gross-out moment for her! Embarrassment reddened her cheeks. Damn it! As much as she had tried against it, her hands did end up coming in contact with the wet chicken poop a few times during the cleaning time. The odor was stomach-turning!
She awkwardly looked at Mu Yunsheng's face. Wait, was he not repulsed?
