C308 Not a Man

"Hmm …" Zhang Xuan slowly came to her senses as she was splashed with tea. However, before she could open her eyes to look at her surroundings, she felt a pain on her forehead. Zhang Xuan couldn't help but reach out her hand to touch it. What she felt was the texture of the muslin as well as the water on her face.

Smelling the tea leaves close by