Chapitre 135: 101: Let others laugh if they want to laugh!_5

Fu Lanshen pulled open the car door and got in, Mu Qingli was already sitting in the passenger seat, reading a book with practiced ease. She looked up and glanced over when Fu Lanshen entered, and then her brow furrowed slightly. Leaning over, she stretched out her hand to his tie and spoke softly, "Don't move."

Fu Lanshen only felt a cool breeze, and then he froze in place, not daring to move, letting her do as she wished. The soft tips of her fingers, through a layer of thin fabric, brought waves of warmth.

A moment later, Mu Qingli released his tie and went back to her seat. Realizing what she had just done, she cursed herself internally, and immediately began to explain to Fu Lanshen, "Uncle Seven, I'm sorry—I have severe OCD. I just saw your tie was crooked, so I couldn't stop myself."

Mu Qingli had severe OCD, it was just a subconscious reaction. If she didn't straighten the tie, she would feel uncomfortable all day.