Mu Xiaoyao just gave a light push, but who could've guessed that the result of his random shove would be a soft and delicate sensation beneath his hand.
He didn't touch her!
Mu Xiaoyao's face turned pale with fear. When he looked up, he realized that what he had just pushed against was merely her shoulder.
Why, even a place like her shoulder, could feel so soft like that.
It gave him the wrong idea for a moment…
"What's going on with you? Let me see your hand now." Baili Xia was inexplicably overwhelmed with tension and unease.
"Brother, be good. Give me your hand so I can check it."
She was almost certain now that he must've injured his chest. Otherwise, why would he keep clutching it?
"There's nothing wrong." He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down nervously.
She was really too close. That faint, sweet fragrance of hers lingered incessantly at the tip of his nose.
