"Honestly..."
Cai Qiong's face flushed red as she cursed coquettishly to herself. Although I already knew their relationship was unusual, seeing it with my own eyes is still so embarrassing. She was utterly flustered. Moreover, Wang Jian was still wet from the well, and she'd gotten a very clear look at his physique. For some reason, watching him carry Xu Qian away without any resistance stirred a peculiar feeling in her heart.
Just as she was lost in thought, the sound of ripping clothes came from the room, startling her. She knew the walls weren't very soundproof, but... Tearing clothes... that's just horrifying... Cai Qiong swallowed hard, her towel freezing in her hand. Her mind buzzed with improper images, so much so that she began to sweat again in places she had just dried.
Damn it! What am I even thinking? Cai Qiong pinched her own arm, leaving an instant red mark on her fair skin.
