Was the weeds more attractive than Lord Fu? She had accidentally bumped into someone

In the bedroom, it was so quiet that one could hear the chirping of the crickets outside of the window.

Qin Shu had been staring at the pictures of the two medicinal herbs on her laptop screen for a long time, but she could not tell the difference between them. They looked so alike, and it was difficult to tell them apart from the naked eye.

A big hand had reached towards her out of nowhere, and she had noticed a delicate fragrance, smelling like perfume. Before she knew it, it had taken away the laptop in front of her. She turned her head to look at the owner of the hands—Fu Tingyu—and he was standing at the bedside, holding her laptop and looking at it.

He was wearing a light-colored bathrobe, and his belt was tied casually. He had just taken a shower, and his cheeks were still flushed. As he stood not far from Qin Shu, the scent of the shower gel was still lingering in the air, and she could smell it.