Because, he didn't read the sharp words that matched the speech, instead he read a hint of softness.
Sure enough, in the next second, Bai Yi pouted and turned her head, whispering,
"Unless... you massage me too, let me see if you touch something you shouldn't..."
She actually already believed Yan Huan's explanation, but still insisted on making this request.
Actually, it exposed her true purpose for coming here:
She came here wanting to stick around Yan Huan.
"..."
Hearing this, Yan Huan's fingers, exhausted by the Divine Hand, couldn't help but tremble slightly.
But looking at her beautiful eyes staring straight at him, twinkling star-like and slightly evasive, Yan Huan's throat couldn't help but ripple slightly.
Then, he turned to look at the tightly closed door of the student council office.
...
...
"Yan Huan, do you think I can join the student council?"
Inside the student council office, three sofas were all occupied by three girls.
