Chang Pingsi's nape was clamped by someone's arm, sprayed with cologne, his face pressed against another's pectorals, and his mind swirled with many, many thoughts.
Whew...
Chang Pingsi's face was pulled away, and he quickly gasped for air.
"You guys..." Chang Pingsi began angrily, turning around, ready to scold someone.
"Sorry, guide, our colleague was too anxious," Tang Jia apologized, her voice carrying an instrumental timbre.
The other two burly members of the Bald Strike Team, with their shiny bald heads, also looked at Chang Pingsi with a playful gaze.
Similar to what Chang Pingsi had envisioned, today's tour group had just started, and there was still time to switch, after all, they came to experience, and joining another tour group would also be part of the experience.