There was still time, but Su Yan felt somewhat shy. Facing such a matter, she always used an academic approach to alleviate the embarrassment. As long as her mood immersed in academia, she wouldn't feel so self-conscious.
"Do you still need it?"
"They… those fishermen, have started to pay attention to us."
Hearing Su Yan's words, Chen Mo looked outside the window. Indeed, the fishermen by the river had become distracted, looking over in their direction. To Chen Mo, this was of no consequence, as embarrassment was merely a psychological effect.
"It's fine, they won't be able to see anything."
"I… still want to find a place to wash up, I'm starting to feel uncomfortable."
The sticky substance below was, generally speaking, unpleasant, but at this time, Su Yan's condition was actually not bad. As long as she remained in the thralls of desire, what she felt wasn't discomfort. The more slippery it became, the more aroused she felt.
