Ning Guiwan made another Mango Milkshake.
In the humming of the blender, she drifted off slightly.
Ning Honghua's sudden change in attitude was truly odd.
Lost in thought... a body pressed up behind her, and the hand holding the blender cup was also enveloped in someone else's grasp.
Ning Guiwan snapped back to reality, looked down, and saw the milkshake had already spilled over the glass.
"Always this distracted when you're working?" A man's mellow voice sounded in her ear.
Quan Yu held Ning Guiwan's hand with one of his own, while his other hand rested on the edge of the kitchen counter, creating a stance that encircled Ning Guiwan between himself and the counter.
But their bodies did not touch.
Guiding Ning Guiwan's hand, Quan Yu helped her set the blender cup on the counter and then withdrew his hand.
It seemed he had simply noticed her spilling the milkshake and offered a hand.
