Once again, Jiang Xingye fled the scene in a flustered hurry.
Xu Qinghuan looked down at the ointment he had tossed into her arms, feeling somewhat bewildered. She hadn’t done anything, had she? Could the big guy read minds? Did he realize she had just been thinking about what his lips might taste like?
Heaven is her witness, it was just a fleeting thought, not a desire to actually do it. Surely he didn’t think she was some kind of female hooligan? That would be such a gross injustice! It wasn’t a crime for a woman to want a taste of a handsome man!
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