"Um, where are the tissues?"
Qin Yue bit her lip twice and asked Liu Jianhong while looking embarrassed.
Her emotions were complex as she spoke, and her pronunciation might have been a bit unclear when she mentioned the word "tissues." Liu Jianhong didn't catch what she said and asked, "What did you say?"
"Tissues."
Qin Yue repeated the word, and once Liu Jianhong understood her request for tissues, he couldn't help but chuckle. Then, feigning ignorance, he asked, "Oh, what do you need the tissues for?"
"To… to wipe…"
Qin Yue's voice lowered again, this time with her head slightly bowed and her face flushed red.
Liu Jianhong didn't tease her further and simply replied, "I have some in my pocket, come over and take it."
"Huh?" Qin Yue was surprised. "W-Why do I have to come over to get it?"
Liu Jianhong raised both hands in a gesture of surrender, showing that they were both wet. In one hand, he still held a thoroughly soaked pair of panties.
Qin Yue naturally knew what liquid was on his hands, so she immediately closed her eyes in embarrassment.
"You must have noticed; my hands are a bit messy right now."
"I… I understand… I'll go get it myself…"
After speaking, Qin Yue calmed down a bit, and then slowly walked over to Liu Jianhong. With one hand raised to cover her chest, she reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of tissues.
After taking out the tissues, she nervously tried to move aside. But just as she turned around, a cell phone rang loudly.
The phone ringing was from Liu Jianhong's body, but it was actually Qin Yue's phone ringing.
Upon hearing her phone ring, Qin Yue instinctively raised her hand but hesitated midway. She then looked up at Liu Jianhong.
"Answer it." Liu Jianhong seemed to have no intention of further embarrassing her, as he gently nodded his head.
Qin Yue instinctively thanked him and then took her phone out of his back pocket. She opened the phone and checked the caller ID, only to see that it was a call from Chen Yifan.
Seeing Chen Yifan's name, she quickly answered the phone, "Hello? Little Fan?"
"Where are you?" came Chen Yifan's calm voice over the phone.
Upon hearing his question, Qin Yue glanced at Liu Jianhong beside her, hesitated for a moment, and replied, "Oh, I'm at the store picking out clothes. What's going on? Is there something you need?"
"Nothing much, just wanted to ask when you'll be back."
Upon hearing this, Qin Yue couldn't help but feel a little happy. Even though Chen Yifan didn't show much concern, for someone who rarely called her, this phone call was quite rare and meaningful.
"Oh, I think it'll be a while before I can come back. Are you planning to go out?"
"No, I just feel a bit tired, so…"
Without waiting for Chen Yifan to finish, Qin Yue interrupted, "If you're tired, just rest. I'll come back as soon as possible."
"Hmm, I'll hang up."
Chen Yifan hung up the phone after he finished speaking.
After talking to him for a bit, Qin Yue felt much calmer.
She set down her phone and immediately took out a tissue, carefully wiping the damp area between her legs.
After cleaning up the naughty juice on her body, Qin Yue immediately removed her hanging bra, went to the wardrobe, randomly pulled out two pieces of clothing, and hurriedly put them on. After straightening herself out, she finally let out a long sigh of relief.
It took some effort, but I'm finally dressed.
"The call just now, it was from Chen Yifan, right?"
Liu Jianhong's voice suddenly rang out, causing Qin Yue to tremble. She swiftly turned her head and saw him facing her directly, his gaze fixed on her.
"W-When did you turn around!?"