Chapter 75 How Do They Compare to Secretary Jennifer?

Jennifer's face froze, and she hurriedly let go of his hand, but he didn't continue to touch his face. He put his hands on his knees as if he was waiting for her to do it for him.

Jennifer pursed her lips and leaned forward helplessly. Then she brushed the loose hair on his forehead to one side. Probably because he was feeling a little sick, he was sweating profusely on his forehead. His neat hairstyle looked a little messy at the moment and covered his eyes a little.

The car suddenly shook violently.

"Ah..." She screamed, lost her balance, and she fell on Hans's chest. Suddenly, a hand wrapped around her waist steadied her firmly. Her face was burning and she wanted to get up, but the ride was bumpy. The bus kept shaking and not only did Jennifer not get up, but she grabbed the collar of his blazer instead.

As the bus shook, her whole face was close to Hans's bouncy chest, sliding up and down, and her face was burning hot.