Song Fengwan felt that her breathing was a little irregular. Her body was stiff, and she didn't dare to move.
"Don't hold the mouse tightly. Relax." He enunciated each word with an unusually pleasant voice.
"Okay." Song Fengwan's fingers relaxed a little.
She glanced at Fu Chen from the corner of her eye. Their faces were unbelievably close, and even the fine pores on his face could be seen clearly. His hair was half-dry, and he was hunched over. The sandalwood scent on his body was mixed with the refreshing smell of shower gel.
He smelled inexplicably good.
"It's very safe here now. Try it yourself." Fu Chen left, picked up his thermos, and calmly took a sip of hot tea.
Duan Linbai narrowed his eyes at him.
'What the hell?'
Was this beast so arrogant? Did he think he didn't exist?
"Third Fu, do you want to play together?" Duan Linbai smiled strangely at him.
