Shen Fu couldn't help but give a bitter laugh. Sure enough, it was truly Kao'er—he couldn't harbor even the slightest inappropriate thought around her. Such is the power of knowledge.
It was the same body as Xiaodie's, but when Kao'er was the one using it, she wouldn't cover up or feel shy in such unexpected circumstances. Instead, she appeared exceptionally pure, not inciting any filthy thoughts.
If it were Tutu, even when she was fully clothed, he could hardly resist the urge to undress her himself.
After Kao'er finished her bath and came out, drying her hair with a towel, Shen Fu quickly clarified, "It wasn't me who triggered the mechanism."
"It was my fault," Bai Kao'er said, "I shouldn't have been curious about that button."
Shen Fu added, "Let me blow-dry it for you."
"Huh?"
"Your hair."
"Oh."
As he stood above and blow-dried his wife's long hair, Shen Fu laughed, "Nan wants to cut her hair short. What a delusion. It looks so beautiful like this, doesn't it, Kao'er?"
