The expected pain did not come. Ji Zhao opened her eyes nervously and realized that things were not simple—
At this moment, she was only an inch away from Shen Yao.
More importantly, she was lying on top of him?
The moment their eyes met, Ji Zhao felt her heart beating non-stop.
"I'm… I'm sorry…" Ji Zhao hurriedly stood up with an awkward expression on her face.
"It's fine." Shen Yao slowly got up and elegantly wiped the dust off his clothes. He asked gently, "Did you hurt yourself?"
"No, no injuries."
Ji Zhao subconsciously scratched her head and smiled sheepishly.
"But why are there watermelons here?"
"Many families in Shanghe Village have planted western melons, but these western melons are too watery. Moreover, they often go to the toilet after eating too much, so no one likes to eat it."
Shen Yao explained patiently.
Ji Zhao pondered for a moment and understood.
