Hearing JiMingshao's words, Sylvia got her hands wet. She dripped two drops of hand sanitizer and washed them carefully. Then she put her washed hands in front of JiMingshao and told JiMingshao that she had listened to him and washed her hands clean.

　　However, JiMingshao still frowned. He stretched out his two fingers and picked up Sylvia's hand. He looked around, as if he was looking at a strange species instead of a hand.

　　Perhaps it was because of the psychological effect of JiMingshao, he always felt that there was still a kind of thinking in her hand. He looked at her with dissatisfaction and said, "wash it again."

　　At...