The atmosphere was momentarily stagnant.
Tang Zhixian's handsome face changed several times as his eyes fixed firmly on Tang Jinchen.
He had just promised Gu Zhitong at the hospital that after this meal, he would stop bothering her.
Tang Zhixian had to suppress his anger, controlling himself not to stand up and push Tang Jinchen away.
"Tang Jinchen..."
Gu Zhitong's breath caught.
The slightly upturned little face looked at Tang Jinchen in front of her, his handsome features as if carved out, breathing in the masculine scent that stirred the heart.
The man extended his well-defined hand, dominantly but not rudely unwrapping the scarf from her neck, temporarily placing it on the back of her chair.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, his warm, rough fingertip touched her sensitive, tender skin.
Causing Gu Zhitong's heart to quiver.
An indescribable touch spread from the skin on her neck.
