Miss Lu: '...'
Ah.
Miss Lu realized it.
She had been completely seen through; the fact that she was a lustful woman was also accepted by Yun Qian.
Otherwise, why else would Yun Qian know what she was thinking without her even speaking?
She wanted to find a crack in the ground and hide in it forever.
But… Miss Lu's fingers were turning white from her grip.
Though she was so embarrassed she wanted to faint, this was truly a rare opportunity for her to bypass those fiction, stories, and illustrations and understand the real feelings of intimacy.
Unlike false things, this was the genuine thoughts of a truly loving couple.
So, Miss Lu forcibly suppressed her shyness, staring with her eyes glistening with moisture, intently at Yun Qian, afraid to miss any details.
Miss Lu herself did not realize that her gaze and behavior exerted great pressure on others.
But in front of her was Yun Qian, who was completely unaffected by these things.
