An Zhe gently shook his head and reached out his hand.
The waiter immediately dispensed some hand sanitizer onto his hands.
As he rubbed his hands together, when his left hand caressed the lines of his right hand, he couldn't help but think of Ye Shu's tender fingertips.
His cheeks involuntarily flushed.
Ye Shu was pushed into the ladies' restroom by Gan Xiaotian, who both supported and shoved her.
This feeling, while she was slightly tipsy, annoyed her greatly. She violently shook off the other's hand and was about to push open the stall door to enter.
But Gan Xiaotian grabbed her, pressing her against the large mirror, "You're Ye Shu, right?" While speaking, she silently positioned her phone at a perfect angle and switched on the recording function.
"Who are you? Do I know you?" Ye Shu, feeling moody, was very irritable.
