He Xizhou gripped her wrist.
"I'll do it myself."
He did not want too much intimacy when he was sober.
"Is it bad for me to help you? You can't see clearly." Shen Wanxing's eyes welled with tears as she looked at him with flickering eyes.
He Xizhou glanced at her indifferently, took a tissue elegantly, wiped the corner of his mouth, and set it aside.
"Uncle, I actually have a doubt. How exactly did I pass it to you? Last night I wasn't even that close to you. Could it be that you kissed me stealthily while I was asleep?" Shen Wanxing really dared to say anything. Her eyes were playful as she looked at He Xizhou and asked with a smile.
He Xizhou's face turned slightly cold.
"You should go and rest."
He flipped open the folder on the desk, moved it aside, and clearly did not want to deal with her.
"I rested all night, I'm not sleepy now."
She propped up her chin, watching He Xizhou.
Men who are serious are really handsome.
"Did you kiss me?"
