Xiao Yue rubbed at her red face, completely disregarding the man in front of her. Long Zhao Feng stretched out a hand in her direction, and the hand slipped inside her inner robe and kneaded at her waist. The hand felt cool against Xiao Yue's warmed body.
The latter jolted from the temperature difference and ripped her eyes open in shock. She gave out a yelp and pushed Long Zhao Feng further away. She was even more embarrassed when she looked down and realized that she had been displaying too much of herself.
The wet inner robe was tightly wrapped around her body. It did not help much, because Xiao Yue's slender figure was still visible under the robe.
Long Zhao Feng said nothing, only quietly rubbing the spot between his closed eyes. His arms were otherwise folded properly in front of his chest.
"Sorry," he muttered without looking at Xiao Yue.
"U-un."
