Qiao Yiyi frowned and took a step back, putting some distance between her and Lu nanze.
The elevator suddenly stopped on the seventh floor.
Then, a group of people on the seventh floor got into the elevator.
As she was returning to her bag, someone pushed Lu nanze and he fell in front of Qiao Yiyi.
His two hands were on the elevator, but his face was very close to Qiao Yiyi.
The two of them breathed in and out.
In the elevator, Qiao Yiyi felt a little breathless. Her nose was filled with Lu nanze's masculine scent.
The familiar smell made her heart beat faster. She felt an inexplicable sense of embarrassment and wanted to push Lu nanze away.
However, this was the elevator and there were too many people. She had nowhere to run.
The ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them slowly flowed.
Just as Qiao Yiyi felt like she was about to suffocate, the elevator finally reached the first floor.