"How are you?"
Lin Shu was nervous.
Jiang Ming frowned and stared at the unfamiliar environment around him. His dry lips pursed slightly.
"Where is this place?"
Lin Shu suddenly felt a little nervous. She clenched her fists and was covered in sweat. She did not know what to say.
Jiang Ming felt that his palm was a little wet. Only then did he realize that the stupid-looking woman in front of him had unknowingly held his hand.
His eyes turned cold, and he withdrew his hand.
Stunned by Jiang Ming's sudden actions, Lin Shu became even more nervous. She stuttered, "I'm a little sad…"
Lin Shu repeatedly tugged at the hem of her clothes and lowered her head. Suddenly, she remembered something was wrong. She immediately looked up and hit her head. "No. Uh, it's just that…"
The people around them were shocked by Lin Shu's reaction.
What was going on? Could it be that she had been bewitched by this man's beauty?