Sister Is Indeed My Savior

Gu Yang meticulously brewed the tea, focusing on the delicate process.

Shortly after, Jiang Mo arrived, alone and seemingly unaffected by the sweltering heat, his attire still impeccably pristine despite the soaring temperatures.

"Apologies for the delay, Sister Gu," Jiang Mo greeted, sliding into the seat opposite her and handing over the case.

Gu Yang casually perused its contents before returning it to him.

The contents mirrored what she had gleaned from Jiang Mo's rock music.

His fastidious obsession with cleanliness permeated every aspect of his life, often to the detriment of his daily activities. Jiang Mo's compulsion to sanitize his hands and surroundings bordered on the excessive, carrying disinfectant with him at all times.

At times, the mere thought of airborne bacteria left him feeling contaminated, prompting him to hold his breath involuntarily.