Zhao Xiaoqing felt feverish upon hearing this. When Leng Xuan was giving her a full-body massage earlier, to say that she hadn't harbored any thoughts would definitely be a lie. She suspected that if Leng Xuan really had any ideas about her and acted on them, she might not actually refuse. After all, she wasn't particularly conservative in this regard; she could even be considered quite open, having had several boyfriends already. However, as a girl, she needed to maintain a semblance of dignity on the surface and cursed under her breath, "Pervert!"
Leng Xuan nearly fainted. He was a man, after all, wasn't it perfectly normal for him to have such thoughts? He was about to speak when Zhao Xiaoqing, smiling, asked another question, "So, did you have any improper thoughts about me while you were massaging me just now?"
