"What a waste of effort," he muttered as he walked, shaking his head.,Xue Jing wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel. He wasn't sure if it was an illusion or because the towel had been held in that junior sister's arms for too long, but it seemed to have a faint scent.,After a pause, Xue Jing continued, "If she really means it later, just refuse her when she comes to find me alone."。