On the first floor of the villa, in Sister Lan's room. The door was closed. Luosang lifted her sweater to expose her waist and back. Her skin was snow-white, and her waist was slim.
Sister Lan paused for a few seconds when she walked up behind Luosang with the liniment. Then, she took some liniment to apply on the bruise on Luosang's side waist, found that Luosang's skin was as tender as that of a baby.
"Luosang, you're not thirty, are you?" Said Sister Lan.
Luosang gave a start.
Sister Lan smiled and continued, "I am a woman too, and I've gone through what you are experiencing. In some respects, I know more than some men do. You said that you're thirty, but, which thirty-year-old woman can have such good skin? My daughter is in her twenties, but I feel your skin is even better than hers. You see, we're both doing tough jobs, and often need to stay up. If you're not young, you must be taking good care of your skin, but I haven't seen you do that a lot."
