When Xiao Lin saw this, he quickly turned away.
Xiao Fan hastily lifted her head, feeling both embarrassed and shy. "Um… Sorry, I didn't mean to…"
"Do you mind taking your hands off?" Li Haojue's voice remained calm, but if one listened closely, there was a hint of tension.
Only then did Xiao Fan realize that her hands seemed to be in the wrong place. She swiftly moved them away. Her heart was racing. This was so embarrassing! However, Li Haojue's thighs were different from what she had imagined… She had thought that his thighs, having not moved for years, should be frail. But why were they so firm, almost like muscles? This didn't make sense… But she quickly shook her head to deny these thoughts. Perhaps she was just too nervous and had a mistaken impression.
"I'm sorry…" Xiao Fan stood up awkwardly. "I'll push you in."
Li Haojue did not refuse.
