Wen Nan squatted in front of Lin Xue Mei, and when he rubbed the soft flesh on her calf with his fingertips, he clearly felt the muscles on her leg tense up, and her toes curled.
This was a clearly tense and guarded posture.
In his mind, Wen Nan called the system: [9527, check the task progress.]
9527: [Main Task 2, current completion rate 62%]
The completion rate increased by 2%.
It seemed that Wen Nan's probing step was correct.
Lin Xue Mei's tense posture was not due to dislike or resistance, but simply because of shyness.
Wen Nan let go of her foot, stood up, and smiled at her, "Shall I go peel some garlic?"
"Oh... okay."
Lin Xue Mei's long eyelashes drooped, hiding the flustered emotions in her eyes.
She stuffed a bowl of garlic into Wen Nan's arms, turned around to the stove, and avoiding eye contact with him.
