Cheng Zhirang seemed to sense something. After handing out all the towels, he glanced at her.
She was still lowering her head, brushing her clothes. The bright smile on her face was gone, but looking at the arc of her mouth...
Not happy because she doesn't like the rapid ride?
He thought back instinctively, but his mind was filled with the image of her with red eyes and tear-stained eyelashes when they first met.
Cheng Zhirang suddenly froze, frowned, and felt like he had been overly attentive to Mu Qiu's emotions lately.
This was very strange.
Mu Qiu didn't know he had categorized her as someone who made him feel strange; she also felt like something was off with her recently.
At first, she paid attention to Cheng Zhirang because his face was too appealing, and those eyes, especially, were so beautiful that it was impossible not to look twice. Later on, just so happened that his manager lived across from her, and a small baozi naturally closed the distance between them.
