Not only did he not find it pleasant, but he also felt disgusted.
Lu Jihan slightly furrowed his brows, did not directly answer her, but instead subtly avoided Song Anqi's approach and took a seat next to Shen Kang.
"Shen Kang, hand me some tissues."
Shen Kang was momentarily stunned, then suddenly realized, and with a faint smile said, "Oh, I completely forgot, you're always allergic to the smell of perfume and cosmetics, right? Here, have some tissues."
Saying that, Shen Kang pulled out a large stack of tissues and handed them to Lu Jihan.
Lu Jihan made a sound of acknowledgment, took the tissues, covered his nose with them, showing obvious disdain on his face.
In the end, he didn't forget to use the tissue to lightly wipe the area on his shoulder that Song Anqi had touched.
The manager, Wang, couldn't help but chuckle at his words.
Even the slowest of people could hear that Lu Jihan was referring to the perfume scent on Song Anqi.
