"Uh..." Yu Sangwan's heart suddenly lost its rhythm, as she raised her hand to cover her nose, stammering, "You..."
Before she finished speaking, Lu Jinxuan had already raised his hand in front of her.
"Look, it's done..." Lu Jinxuan looked at Yu Sangwan eagerly, like a child in urgent need of adult affirmation.
In his palm lay a Peach Seed Whistle, his gaze was clear and pure... Yu Sangwan looked at him, and her heart softened instantly.
Yu Sangwan raised her hand, looking at him uncertainly, "Can it really be blown?"
"Try blowing it, and you'll know?" Lu Jinxuan winked at her playfully, causing Yu Sangwan to be stunned again... Did this man get spooked tonight?
Lu Jinxuan said as he closed his palm, pinched the whistle and brought it to his lips, preparing to blow.
"Hey..." Yu Sangwan hurriedly grabbed him, anxious, "Don't blow here, okay? There are so many workers and staff around..."
