Reaching out, it was a wooden stick floating in the water. Still, Fang Ning's heart pounded relentlessly.
She pushed away Zhang Xiaobei and pulled the clothes floating in the water over her body to wear them again.
"Sister Fang Ning, it's... it's a stick..."
"Enough, what is there to explain? I've seen it all. Whether it's a stick or that thing, you don't need to explain..."
Fang Ning rolled her eyes dramatically and turned to leave, disappearing into the trees.
Observing her, Zhang Xiaobei realized Fang Ning didn't seem to be angry with him. As for the reason, he couldn't figure it out at the moment.
Regardless, this incident seemed to have passed, and now he could finally relax and take a cool shower.
Zhang Xiaobei found a clean rock to lean on and closed his eyes to rest, but as soon as he did so, the graceful and sexy figure of Fang Ning appeared in his mind, especially the red mole on the inner thigh.
