Sheng Tang looked at Gu Shiting who was coming closer, her mind went blank for a moment.
His breath, scorching hot, made her tremble.
At the critical moment, Sheng Tang reached out and forcefully pushed his shoulder.
Gu Shiting, unprepared, stumbled from her push.
"What are you doing?" Sheng Tang slightly furrowed her brows.
She had always been good to Gu Shiting, so good that her little bit of thin gentleness was almost entirely given to him.
So when she suddenly put on a stern face, Gu Shiting felt a jolt in his heart, realizing his audacity.
He was captivated by her relaxed demeanor and beautiful face, losing his reasoning momentarily.
"I....." Gu Shiting stood in place, suddenly becoming alert, "It looks like you have a pimple on your face."
Sheng Tang: "....."
Her laziness vanished immediately, and she ran to the bathroom.
Indeed, there was a bit of redness on her chin, probably caused by wiping sweat while running, not from a pimple.
She sighed in relief.
