"This girl… she doesn't seem very smart."
Phield suddenly fell silent.
"Hurry up and untie the rope. It's squeezing me." Seeing Phield bend down to loosen the ropes, she immediately blushed bright red and shouted a warning, "Don't look! Turn your head away."
"Are you sure?"
Phield found it amusing. How was he supposed to untie the rope if he couldn't see? This was basically free benefits being delivered to him.
"Of course."
"Alright, alright." Phield immediately closed his eyes, tilted his head to the side, and reached his hand forward.
In the next second, it felt like sticking your hand out of the window of a speeding car—an immediate warm resistance pressed against his palm.
"Hey! Where are you touching, idiot? The rope is a little lower." The girl trembled all over, feeling her body heat up, her heart pounding wildly. "Please mind your boundaries and don't do anything improper."
