Yang Fei pressed the alarm bell and then quietly waited for the rescue personnel with Qin Xianfei.
With a man and a woman squeezed into such a small elevator, the atmosphere suddenly became strange.
The air held the rose fragrance from Qin Xianfei, neither too strong nor too light, subtly intoxicating.
Qin Xianfei had received the kind of ancient Western nobility education since childhood, where interactions between men and women never crossed the line.
She never had the chance to be squeezed so close to a man.
A woman's psychological defense is quite peculiar; as long as a man enters her physical space, her mental defenses unconsciously lower.
If a woman allows you to pat her shoulder or pinch her cheek, she already has her guard down for you.
Therefore, there's a saying in the Rogue Realm: a woman's pathway leads to her heart.
And at this moment, Yang Fei had undoubtedly already breached Qin Xianfei's personal space, but due to the situation, Qin Xianfei hadn't realized it.
