Despite Bai's usual boldness, when she truly shared a bed and such an incident occurred, she was bound to feel shy.
Luckily, Xiaolong had a thick skin and quickly laughed it off, "Whoa there, the weather's too cold. I must've not closed the window properly, look at my face, it's all from the chill of getting up in the morning."
This speech eased the awkward atmosphere somewhat.
Watching Xiaolong wipe his face clean, Bai's pretty cheeks were still blushingly red.
This was their little secret, unnoticed by anyone else.
Aunt Liang Cuiping and Xu Xiaoting were still deep in sleep, completely unaware of what had just transpired.
"Yiya."
Bai's face reddened as she suddenly caught sight of the tent pitched between Xiaolong's legs, and an idea formed in her mind.
The soothing sensation she experienced earlier lingered, and it wouldn't do to just indulge in her own pleasure and forget Xiaolong.
