Splash!
In front of the bathroom sink, Zhou Wang splashed some cold water on his face, feeling instantly refreshed.
Although he hadn't drunk much, clinking glasses with all the university leaders added up.
As he looked up, a pair of delicate hands appeared with a tissue, pretending to help Zhou Wang wipe his face.
Zhou Wang smiled, not refusing, letting Ni Hong slightly rise on her tiptoes to gently and carefully wipe the water off his face.
"Mr. Zhou, are you okay?"
As Ni Hong wiped away, she asked with concern.
Zhou Wang didn't know when she had followed him, but once he left the restroom, Ni Hong, with her hands crossed, was already waiting there.
As Zhou Wang was about to respond, Ni Hong, leaning forward, seemed to lose her balance slightly, falling into Zhou Wang's arms. Instinctively, Zhou Wang's hands supported her slim waist.
