"It must be fate!" Nan Mufeng's smile deepened, "Then let's just go with destiny!"
He took her hand and kissed the back of it gently.
A tingling current surged through Jian Xi's entire body. She leaned against the wall, feeling weak, "My hand has an allergic reaction, I can take the ring off when it recovers..."
Nan Mufeng's brows furrowed slightly as he examined Jian Xi's fingers.
There was indeed slight swelling, and little red granules around the joints.
The timing of the allergic reaction was impeccable! It was as if Heaven was helping him.
"Does it itch?" Nan Mufeng asked.
Jian Xi shook her head, "No, it doesn't itch."
"Do you need my help?" Nan Mufeng asked again. Such a minor allergy could be addressed with a simple phone call to Rui Kun. However, he didn't quite feel like doing so...
"No need!"
"Let's go inside first!"
Jian Xi looked at her own smoke-filled home and gave up. She followed Nan Mufeng to his place.
