"After all, this Five-Heart Flower Osmanthus Ointment is nothing rare. I've got countless more valuable recipes in my head. How could I remember these trifling remedies for minor injuries?" Qin Hao said calmly.
Lin Yuhan was momentarily at a loss with Qin Hao, so she could only half-annoyed, half-coquettishly say, "Oh, stop messing around, this is serious business."
Qin Hao looked at her helplessly teased expression, finding it incredibly adorable, simply delightful. He laughed and said, "Alright, alright, we can save the bedroom tricks for when we get home tonight, but for now, if you give me a kiss, I'll give you the recipe."
This bastard!
Lin Yuhan's face turned red, then she stood up, although she was in her own office, she looked around furtively as if she was a thief, then quickly gave Qin Hao a light peck on the cheek, like a dragonfly touching the water.
The warm, soft touch vanished in an instant, leaving a lingering fragrance on Qin Hao's face.
