At times like these, men need to be bold and thick-skinned. Ling Yuxuan was clearly aware of Zhao Yang's actions, her beautiful face blushing, whether due to the heat of the water or for some other reason.
Ling Yuxuan's right hand still covered the upper part of the towel slit, and so, apart from the bulging part wrapped in the towel, Zhao Yang could see nothing else.
Obviously, Ling Yuxuan was on guard, not completely trusting Zhao Yang.
Zhao Yang was not in a hurry either, the night was long, you're going to keep covering up like this? I'll tire you out!
Mist rose in the air, slowly drifting away among the dense forests, filled with the chirping of insects.
By now the sky was almost completely dark, a few lamps lit up around, their reflections dancing on the water's surface, giving the whole environment an almost poetic ambience.
