C803 Calculation

After finishing his sentence, Tan Taixuan's eyes flashed with a panicked look. His hand slipped and caught a piece of Shen Muqing's palm. Shen Muqing felt a soft, jade-like hand being grabbed. Before he could savor it, Tan Taixuan had already pulled it back.

"I still have to take my leave," she sounded guilty, and before Shen Muqing could say anything