"Ahem, are you done?" Lu Feng's light cough interrupted Fu Xiaoxiao's burgeoning thoughts, and her eyes came back to clarity.
"Yes, you rest now!" Fu Xiaoxiao gathered her things and immediately turned around to flee the room.
Lu Feng watched her retreating figure as if she were escaping, his eyes glowing faintly in the darkness.
He once thought that anyone approaching her wouldn't elicit any reaction from him, but the recently tensed body broke that notion.
As long as she got close, he could scent a fragrance, and his body would react involuntarily.
Fu Xiaoxiao returned to her room and patted her face.
"Don't think about it, he's your boss! No matter how good, you can't touch!"
Fu Xiaoxiao cleared her mind, trying to focus on her new clothes.
After drawing all the guidelines, Fu Xiaoxiao took out the scissors and cut them out one by one, placing them accordingly.
