Now Kate felt there was a little disturbance, but her meditation was immediately interrupted, and she gave out a cry, accompanied by a shiver.
Tristan raised his head and asked, "What is it?"
She didn't speak. He just touched her knees.
He guessed it and said, "Itchy?" and asked again, "Why didn't you show me?"
Kate looked uneasy. How could she know?
Tristan's hand reached that part again. This time he did it on purpose, and it had an obvious effect. She giggled and kicked randomly, "Please, don't…"
He looked at her eyes. Besides feeling funny, there was something in his eyes sparkling, and the palm that stayed in her knees grew hotter.
Kate knew what it meant, and she stopped moving immediately.
Tristan probably realized her physical condition, so he pulled down her pants and said, "Get to bed now. Don't get a fever again."
Kate seemed to understand this special amnesty and ran away.
