Zhou Nan's phone call was a rescue from the awkwardness enveloping Wang Can.
"That's enough, you head back first, I'll take a break in the cool here," Li Wen said with a stern face, urging Wang Can to leave.
After Wang Can had left, she lay lazily on the mat, soaking up the scenery of her hometown.
As she gazed out, a wave of drowsiness swept over her, and before she knew it, she'd fallen asleep.
She didn't know how long she'd been asleep when she felt someone touching her leg.
Her eyes snapped open.
There, a bare-chested young lad was prostrate below her, eyes fixated greedily on her "holy maiden territory," his hand caressing her leg.
His face still carried the traces of youth, nervous and tentative, yet filled with desire.
Upon recognizing the youth, Li Wen didn't immediately sit up to stop him.
