Yan Luoxi went to the restroom, and when she came out, she saw Buhui standing at the door with a terrified expression. She was startled, "What's wrong?"
"I woke up to find you missing, scared me to death. Boss, are you feeling better?" Buhui patted her chest, her pale face slowly regaining some color.
Yan Luoxi reached out and pinched her face. When she first met Gu Qian, she was just in her early twenties, her cheeks still had a baby fat, and her innocent look was very endearing.
But now, her face had turned into an oval shape, seemingly ordinary at first glance, but upon longer observation, one could appreciate her unique charm.
"I'm fine, don't feel guilty!" Yan Luoxi said faintly. She could see what this silly girl was thinking at a glance and sighed, "Speaking of which, it's me who dragged you down."
"Sister Luoxi, don't say that." Buhui felt even more guilty. If it hadn't been to distract that crazy man, Yan Luoxi wouldn't have had to take such a dangerous path.
