Shen Jun heard Wen Nian's question and raised his hand, a hint of obscure and indistinct emotion flickering in his eyes.
He looked at Wen Nian and a suggestive smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "My hand has already confirmed it for me. It told me that Sister Nian will definitely fit into these clothes."
In an instant, Wen Nian recalled all the times Shen Jun's hands had ignited her senses during their intimate moments.
She playfully tapped Shen Jun's hand with a hint of embarrassment and shifted the topic, "I don't want to talk to you right now. I'm going to take a shower."
Worried that Wen Nian would really ignore him out of embarrassment, Shen Jun smiled and stopped teasing her. That night was dedicated to serious studying as usual.
The next morning, they rose early. Wen Nian packed the cake and returned to her dormitory.
Zhou Bei and Sun Min had just woken up and washed up, preparing to change their clothes.
