He was already one head taller than her. She lowered her head, earnestly helping him untie his necktie.
Perhaps because of nervousness, her hands trembled slightly.
The more flustered she became, the harder it was to untie it.
A tie that should have been easy to undo ended up getting tighter and tighter. Her nervousness caused beads of sweat to form on the tip of her nose.
A faint, elusive fragrance lingered on her body, its subtle scent stirring the heart slightly.
He lowered his head to watch her. From the collar, he could see a full and graceful curve.
Seemingly sensing his scorching gaze, Qin Miaomiao became even more flustered. The tie grew tighter in her fumbling hands, becoming impossible to untie.
Left with no choice, she braced herself and said:
"Sorry, I can't get it undone."
When she lifted her head, her eyes coincidentally met his gaze.
