However, reason soon returned, and she took the tissue from him with one hand, saying somewhat embarrassedly, "I'll do it myself."
"It's okay, I can help you just the same!" Long Shangxuan said, his hand holding the tissue easily gliding over hers. He then wiped her cheek, forehead, and the tip of her nose, his touch faintly lingering at the corner of her lips when...
The blush on Hua Xiaomo's face was clearly visible, but Long Shangxuan's touch was like a dragonfly skimming the water, quick and light. His fingers then reached the lapel of her uniform, which seemed a bit crumpled.
"Can you still wear this? Why not iron it before wearing it?" Long Shangxuan smiled like a gentle breeze in the early spring, and his fingers quickly retracted.
That attentive care was like a fresh spring gently tapping at Hua Xiaomo's heart, making her face grow even redder.
Such ambiguous and intimate behavior, however, caused Manager Zhou Xiyang to feel exasperated.
