Seeing that the show was over, the neighbors all went back into their houses. It was torture watching a spectacle under such a scorching sun.
"Jie Jingsi, put me down," Qin Mei said, patting Jie Jingchen. She wanted to get down, but he was holding her too tightly.
In this blistering heat, being held so close was sweltering. The part of her clothes pressed against Jie Jingchen's chest was already soaked with sweat.
Jie Jingchen set Qin Mei down—not because he felt hot, but because he was afraid of running into the aunties with the red armbands.
Once steady on her feet, Qin Mei snatched the palm-leaf fan from Jie Jingchen's hand and began fanning herself furiously.
Jie Jingchen lowered his gaze to the large, sweat-soaked patch on Qin Mei's chest. He could vaguely make out… and his eyes darkened.
"Let's go home." Jie Jingchen took Qin Mei's hand and strode forward.
