As a punishment for being too unnecessarily vocal about a certain kiss that Jia didn't want to remember and the commentary about her breasts that she didn't want to hear, Mingshen was now forced to keep five arm's length distance between them.
"I just spoke the truth. Why did she get mad? She acted so stoic at the pads section," Mingshen mumbled under his breath.
He sneakily tried to bridge the gap between them but as if sensing it with her invisible radar, Jia abruptly turned around with a ferocious gaze and mouthed.
'D.I.S.T.A.N.C.E.'
His brow twitched. He took out his phone and swiftly typed a message.
A ding sounded on Jia's phone and she read it.
'I was complimenting you. Why mad?'
She gnashed her jaw, emitting an aura of burning fire. She kept her phone back in her pocket without a reply.
