The inn's living room fell into a brief silence as the video ended.
Yiyi suddenly reached out her small hand and snatched the phone from Cheng Zhu's hand.
The Innocent Little White Flower became determined, gripping the phone tightly with both hands. She held it upright, nestled between her palms, and lightly tucked it between her thighs under her skirt.
Her head was lowered, and her young face turned beet red, even her ears and neck began to blush slightly.
As said before, Yiyi had the best skin texture Cheng Zhu had ever touched.
Her skin was as fair, smooth, and delicate as a baby's, translucent and clear...
Therefore, when she flushed, this state of red beneath the white had an indescribable beauty.
The atmosphere shifted at that moment.
It started to become strangely... wonderful!
The conversation between flirting and being flirted with had a certain straightforward quality.
The air inside the living room seemed to become filled with an ambiguous aura.
