Claire Prescott shook her head.
Then, she saw him pick up the bottle of Mosquito Repellent Dew from the table and spray it on her.
A light mist fell on her skin, feeling fresh and cool.
His actions were gentle and meticulous.
It still gave her the feeling of being cared for by him.
She couldn't help but ask, "Are you always so attentive to everyone?"
Keane Lowell paused, looked into her clear eyes, and asked, "Have you seen me be this attentive to anyone else?"
The implied meaning: Only attentive to her.
Seeing her fall silent.
He put away the mosquito repellent and gently informed, "There will be a meteor shower around ten o'clock tonight."
Meteor shower...
Claire's bright eyes flickered, and she instinctively looked up at the vast starry sky.
From her position, there were no obstructions in her view, the wind was clean and pure, refreshing her senses.
