Knock, knock.
Xu Lin went over to knock on the door.
"Pei, I'm here."
Soon after, he heard footsteps in slippers approaching.
With a creak, the door opened.
He saw Pei Danqing's hand reach out from inside, holding a charger, but he didn't see her face.
"Thanks."
Xu Lin took the charger.
He left his charger at the hotel, so during the day he had to use someone else's charger.
"Yeah."
Pei Danqing responded.
Behind the door, her cheeks were slightly red because Xu Lin's hand had brushed against hers when he took the charger.
She didn't know if he did it on purpose.
But Pei Danqing thought it over and felt it was probably nothing, just an unintentional touch while taking something.
And that was indeed the case.
If Xu Lin intended to take advantage of this to touch her hand, he would really be just a passerby on the street, it's not like he hadn't seen a woman before.
