"Fengchang," Mi Shen called out subconsciously.
Li Fengchang had already changed out of his suit and was wearing a set of light and comfortable casual clothes. His short black hair lingered on his forehead, his complexion was fair and clean, and his features were exquisitely beautiful. As he leaned in, a faint scent that smelled like a mix of shower gel and aftershave hit Mi Shen's nose.
It was subtle, yet particularly pleasant.
Mi Shen took a deep breath quietly, and the fragrance filled her, causing an inexplicable palpitation.
He casually pulled over a stool and sat down next to her, watching her do her homework.
Mi Shen held her breath and focused on writing, but the phone placed at the corner of the desk vibrated twice.
Her scalp tingled, and she could only pretend not to hear it, hoping that Fengchang hadn't heard it either.
"Buzz-buzz—"
"Buzz-buzz—"
"Buzz-buzz—"
