Thinking about this, Zhang Yihuan felt her cheeks burning.
Meanwhile, Chen Erniu's expression was also somewhat awkward.
In his urgency earlier, he had no choice but to lift Zhang Yihuan's top.
Now, watching Zhang Yihuan's flushed cheeks, he knew full well she was feeling shy.
What he didn't know was that Zhang Yihuan's blushing wasn't just because he had seen her underclothes.
It was because she was relieved she hadn't worn that lace undergarment that morning.
Although Zhang Yihuan had never been in a relationship, she was lively and enjoyed trying new things.
Recently, on the recommendation of her best friend, she had bought a pink lace undergarment.
Had she actually worn that and Chen Erniu happened to see it, she would probably never have the courage to face Chen Erniu again.
By this time, Chen Erniu had calmed down.
He stepped forward and said, "I'm going to remove the needles now!"
"Okay," Zhang Yihuan whispered, her voice as soft as a mosquito.
