When they returned to the hotel, Ruan Yu's palms were sweaty, and her forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat.
Liu Zhizhong looked at her under the hotel lights, noticing her dripping in sweat, and could smell that enchanting youthful fragrance. He couldn't help but say, "Tired from walking? Look at you, sweating so much."
Ruan Yu couldn't admit that her heart was racing, causing her face to blush and her heart to pound, leading to the sweat. She thought Brother Shui's reason was quite good indeed!
So, Ruan Yu smiled and said, "Yes, yes, we walked quite far! On the way, I kept thinking about encountering those thugs, I was really tense and frightened, breaking out in cold sweat! Luckily, Brother Shui has a gun!"
"Haha, it's Uncle who has the gun! Go on, have a nice hot shower in the bathroom, and relax. The fog outside is a bit heavy, sweating too much can lead to a cold."
"Hmm, okay..."
