Xu Musen's fever had gone down.
But it was a physical cooling.
On the beach, Yao Mingyue slightly moved her somewhat sore arm.
As for the traces of the "crime," they were wrapped and taken care of by the sand, just like cat litter.
Xu Musen didn't know what to think, lying on the beach chair and drinking milk to replenish nutrients, just like a little girl who had been wronged.
And Yao Mingyue's cheeks were red, although such an act would have been considered light flirting in her previous life.
But after all, in this life, she was still a virgin.
Moreover, Yao Mingyue felt that her current body... seemed to be much better than in her last life.
Ah, the youth of Xu Musen at eighteen or nineteen.
In current human society, in China, one enters university only around twenty years old, maybe after a year or two.
