"You..."
Feeling Zhu Bufan's proximity, just less than one centimeter away, with his breath almost palpable, Chu Qingcheng's fair face flushed instantly.
Glancing awkwardly at Zhu Bufan, Chu Qingcheng slightly furrowed her brows and said, "Let go of me quickly!"
"If you don't mind others overhearing, then I'll let go," Zhu Bufan seriously replied.
While speaking, Zhu Bufan casually glanced over and, being much taller than Chu Qingcheng, he looked down and saw the deep cleavage beneath Chu Qingcheng's blouse.
So deep!
Zhu Bufan subconsciously exclaimed, though it wasn't intentional; but Chu Qingcheng, feeling his unusual gaze, couldn't help but scold, "What are you looking at?"
"Nothing! Go on with your secret..."
Zhu Bufan struggled to move his gaze away, fixing it on Chu Qingcheng's face before speaking earnestly.